UNREAL

Walden, autumn,
I sit shivering at the
bottom of a kaleidoscope,
so dark at first, but
when the sun rises, I
lift it up to see the reds,
the oranges, the  yellows,
all a-swirl in the blue-
green waters, and

I say, “Fan-tas-tic.”


Walden
October 17, 2006



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