This was written as a song in response to a song called "Blue Tattoo" and it is written from the perspective of the tattoo

In Her Defense (The tattoo replies)

Feeling the feeling you feel inside
Your heart is wide open and it’s where you hide
Impressions of me and what I could do
But the finger you’re pointing is pointing at you

The image you saw
When I bled into you
Was blurred by the same smoke
That made your red eyes too

Confined in glass
Waiting to be delivered
Pressure relieved & I never considered
Where I was going? How’d I be received?
The decision wasn’t mine. ..It wasn’t up to me!

Scripted in blue a perfect love lesson
The canvas wears the paint like a true confession
Fallen on deaf ears…Now a tortured destiny
A mirrored image in the mirror
Erased from memory

Wide eyes from a stolen glance
Wide eyes from a stolen glance
Wide eyes from a stolen glance
Is the only pleasure I give

Feeling the feelings you feel inside
Your heart is wide open and it’s where you hide
Impressions of me… What could I do?
Now you’re lost in your pages and I’m still here – faded and blue.

This was written after reading a poem I found at the link below called "A sliver of the moon" - check it out

http://www.thelovecolumn.com/

No Son No Moon

Self absorbed enveloped by the corona
Emaciated with a lacquer based aroma
The time to doze is the opposite
Of the dose I really need
Minutes are the composite
Of this empty life I lead

Writing’s always running
Hand in hand with THC
Observations crystallized
With each strike of a key

Hope looms in discounted fate
Readied for the payoff
While atrophying in the wait

Omission of digression
Is the mirror I’m in need of
No foray to interfere
But to see what I’m in fear of

Its funny how being jaded
Can make you so elated
Weaving words together
You‘ve verbally masturbated

No fight No fuck No hold No fear
No smoking on the roof
The tune you strain to hear
Is interwoven with truth

And the distant drum
That beats for you
Is all you really have
And the panting in the background
Is what keeps her alive.

jsko=johnnysocko