Blue - Oil on Canvas
a molten yellow moon
throws jagged crescent light
on eyelids stretched thin blue
over infinite observed sadness
snakes writhe in total delightwith my third incandescent eye
I contemplate a blue ocean
of immortal nectar
in which is submerged
this beautiful blue worldcoiled white underbelly
of the final serpent
is a bed for the ultimate
blue god whose navel sprouts
blue lotus with a thousand petalson which I squat
four headed and beget
the will to populate
all directions of the blue windour world has risen from the deep
on the tusks of the infinite blue boar
in an eternal blue sky
time germinates in blue flame
the god into whom I was to devolveeven after
I go about collecting accumulated sin
I covet
and getpoison distilled from blue ocean
and this is my offering to his divine throat
that turns blue
what remains is nectar
to nourish blue lotus
on which his blue feet will restthis truth
is bestcopyright 2007 Ashok Niyogi
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