cyberjinn
Logan Thrasher Collins
my soul looks out of a raven’s eyes
before i leap from that raven’s brain
and into a squidlike avatar
who lives in the virtual world
then i cartwheel cross cyberspace
under skies of melon-orange
laced with raspberry pink
before emailing myself to mars
and landing in a six-armed man
with flesh the color of lime rind
i’m like the effervescent jinn
unconstrained by viscera and nerve
free to cascade on laser waveforms
transmitting my consciousness
from superman to honeybee
and reveling in the taste of sugar
upon my slender red proboscis
