genesisSpring2016.pdf


genesis spring 2016     21     

I’ve seen a person laugh to breathlessness,
his face blazing, swollen with blood,
glowing like a Cabbage Patch devil.

I remember thinking
that he might die like this,
with tinsel streamers of  steaming red
screaming from every pore, and a blinding white
light beaming from his eyes.

It began with a plastic smile,
and all we remembered was the television,
digital rain,
in dead brainless black and white,
acid rain, not yet drained from us,
and a color we’d never seen before.

We named it blue.

Blue
David Perry