Sunday, October 24, 2010

Day 99-I Love The Smell Of Fresh Ink

A bit of random chatter
I hear the bell on the door ring
Music plays in the back ground
I find it is my favorite artist that sings
I'm called in to the room
Asked to take a seat
I sit and tap my fingers
And my nervous feet
I get in to the zone
The happy one I know
I hear a buzz
It is just a test
The artist ask me if I'm ready
What's next is a prick
I kind of burns
But not just enough to make tears churn
My eyes drift south
I want to see what's going down
I am kind of entranced
The pain
I can handle this
Some time floats by
And I take a deep sigh
And look at the guy
The deed is done
I must say
Getting my first tattoo
Was great fun

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