Poem: Crystal Ball

 

Crystal Ball

 

an upside-down imp stares back,

leans left for my right.

it leans right for my left,

stretching through bedeviled rainbows,

until auras slip into caverns and ribs

and circle around to live larger still,

upped by factors of whatnot to ∞.

 

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

vivid among photons that frolic 

with paragons of lively flow--

some hypermath of hula hoops,

transmogrification of chords 

which strum the rings of saturn,

curving around a coat peg whose

psychedelic ocean of tweed

brims bulbous with aurora borealis.

 

this glossy flossy orb,

nestled within every coronet in the world,

adoring them atop its stand of brass,

when sunlight plays keen, 

all its divergent golds spin into webs:

paisleys into jewels, galaxies into novas,

a jamboree of hubbell dewdrops 

emergent in big-bang rendezvous. 

it blossoms, this crystal,

born from spaceless cosmic specks,

an impossible language of unpredictable comets--

and only then

does it bend to collapse,

fated to render the nothingness 

beautiful.

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9/30/25 rolling the boulder up and down, up and down...

9/29/25... sisyphian monstrosity ... 

8/23/25 .. eds .. hellish poem to work with

10/5/24 eds