loss for words

human art

i use my blood like paint, my story told through art
stains the canvas a deep red, like merlot on perfect white teeth

i use my body as a canvas, to display my art in different mediums
i carve my name into my skin and watch as it drips beautifully

i use my fingers as a frush to see my fingerprints encased in the paint,
i dig my fingernails into the canvas,
and the paint flows like a river