Friday, October 01, 2010

My Eyes are Blue

You really make me happy, all your gold.
Sanskrit Vishnu, fever dreams of the prankster prince,
with a peacock feather crown as my mantra.
And my eyes see twenty different ways and twenty different you’s
coming from twenty different worlds through an emerald,
cut in old European style, reflecting modalities of birth.
Sanskrit is markan.

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