Assuming the colossal form

Amar Shah · Assuming the colossal form

Assuming the colossal form,
Krishna burned bright blue
and lifted arms and thighs and head
above the princes and their games,

assuming the colossal form
would help to sing a simple Gita,
drop some science on a royal jerk,
and liberate him from the pain of birth.

Assuming the colossal form
was a mean and evil demon,
Arjuna lifted bow and shoot,
bared his teeth and shouted, "Ha!
illusion, figment of my doubt,
you do not in the slightest trouble me.
Thought you not I'd trained for this?"

Assuming the colossal form
of O-type stars and nebulae,
Vishnu's lungs and tongues and
larynx, diaphragm let shriek
the awesome, holy roar of God.

Assuming the colossal form
was how he'd meet his maker,
at last the rumble of his father,
again the welcome of the womb!
Arjuna trembled, retched and crumbled
fell and fought no more.
A naked insect cowered where
the hottest warrior prince had stood.

"Assuming the colossal form
would not be such a big-fucking-deal
was a gross miscalculation,"
the giant God-man thought
and thundered out
this cryptic,
baffling,
boundless wail:
No, listen,
please,
I'm on your side—