Oct/Nov 2002 Poetry

Blue Print

by Ben Passikoff

Artwork by Tara Gilbert-Brever


Blue Print

The next time you design God
memorize me.

I give you
shishkebab of heart, smoking,

speared on a spit;
instant white twitter

of new ganglia
forked like lightning.

Invest in my entrails,
my pipes madly meeting

in primal colors.
My hands will be dangerous.

My feet will dithyramble
in precise shoe of dance.

Dream me on a old planet
green with repeating leaves.

I will wait for halo
one breath at a time.


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