Kaleidoscope Mind

I hear through metal cans secured to string

You were a pacer too

Yet stamps severed the string 

As you plummeted to the pits

What happened to your wonderful mind? 

I still hear its ceaseless chime

Remnants remain inside of me 

Like acidic drink trickling

Slogging like a snail

Softened then hardened like its shell

I feel the path carving like a figure eight

Paul D touched Beloved

As you have touched me here

In prodding sort of ways, I feel it like I'm bare

Yearning is aroused, it’s a sputtering pot of burns

What could have made you happy? 

You balanced on the brink for endless hours

Butter chunks edged into toast crevices

Tossed onto a chipped, wooden table

Tarnished like your mindset

Icy paleness in moist glasses

As frosted and blackened as your quivering palms

Most only saw the pillars

That quickly turned to towers

Pyramids rising in the distance
The opulence of your streams

Gleamed and glittered like fine crystals

Excavated from your quarry

It would not suffice

We know not what could have been

I will see you there

So like a crash of lightning in your bulbs

You paced the bright, clawed beams