I had received
five manuscripts
entitled
“Kaleidoscope”
when I decided
to buy one
and shatter
its body, cut
the lenses
in half –
your face still
moved and surrounded
the ribbons
of color, your eyes
blushed with red,
your mouth
tinted blue
as though
under water.
Your arms became
disconnected
as though
you were swimming.
You are a memory
of hair
and ribbon
and fingers
multiplied.