Kaleidoscope

from by Cary Grace

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What universe is left for me?
My eyes are full of poetry,
and malediction falls upon deaf ears.
The careful archetypes I drew
are idealistic and untrue,
and all around me wisdom disappears

Into the kaleidoscope;
electric blue and heliotrope
an enigmatic envelope around.
Into the kaleidoscope;
a scintillating chromatrope
is vast beneath the microscope, unwound.

What road remains to travel now
when everything we disallow—
in entropy our vacant motion stilled.
I lift my breath inside my chest
to whisper words of my unrest—
stagnation rushes in; my lungs are filled.

Into the kaleidoscope;
electric blue and heliotrope
an enigmatic envelope around.
Into the kaleidoscope;
a scintillating chromatrope
is vast beneath the microscope, unwound.

And if I were the only one
stunned beneath the empty sun
I would not fear so much, or much at all,
but countless in our multitudes
as stars, we repeat platitudes,
and care not if we rise or if they fall

Into the kaleidoscope;
electric blue and heliotrope
an enigmatic envelope around.
Into the kaleidoscope;
a scintillating chromatrope
is vast beneath the microscope, unwound.

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from Projections, released November 24, 2008

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Cary Grace UK

Cary Grace is an American expat, residing in England since 2005. She is as much at home wielding a soldering iron as a guitar, and runs
Wessex Analogue, manufacturing Wiard brand boutique modular
synthesizers. She devotes as much of her free time as possible to making and listening to music, and finds much of her creative inspiration exploring the beautiful English countryside by motorbike.
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