#2,368 My Kaleidoscope
Here – my kaleidoscope –
I turned it on my left eye
& I focused inside seeing
nothing right – clattering
softly as I wrung its neck
& counted those colours
[look at perfect numbers
marking themselves out
for Euclid’s son] – By this
turning we squeeze it all
dry – scattering triangles
amongst rods & cones &
tricking me with mirrors