Poem: Crystal Ball

 

Crystal Ball

 

an upside-down imp stares back,

leans left for my right,

stretching into befuddled rainbows.

 

leans right for my left,

till auras split into ribs

and circle round to live larger,

upped by factors of whatnot to ∞.

 

i dive in, immerse, to sync with the imp,

vivid, such verve, so vivacious

photons who frolic and paragons which flow.

a hypermath of hula hoops

this transmogrification.

i skip to strum chords of Saturn.

tweed on a peg 

bursts into a psychedelic ocean

bulbous and copious with aurora borealis.

 

this glossy orb,

it holds every coronet in the world,

adoring atop its stand of branching brass.

when light plays keen, the colors web:

paisleys into jewels, galaxies, novas

emergent amid hubbell dewdrops 

in a big-bang rendezvous. 

the crystal blossoms,

somehow born from spaceless specks.

cosmic, impossible, this language 

of anti-predictive comets,

only to collapse once more,

fated to render the nothingness 

beautiful.

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10/5/24 eds