Kaleidescope Girl

from border braille by aesthetic paced piece
breathing by moonsong or by wake –
by kindred spirit from a thousand memory
by reverie or by goddess

oh how i fly!

eccentric evolution everchanging explosion and
there are pieces of me everywhere

Still–

my ground unshaken my beauty unspoken
unleashed in prism.. . placid or possessed
bittersweet thence peace i am found again,
by him, by no surprise, and

“We are the Walrus,” he smiled.