Like Gatorade—unnatural
aqua water surrounded autumn
yellows and reds scattered
up powder sugar-coated
mountains cuddling a shy glacier.
A small fish struggles on its side
at the surface—youth displayed:
vertical diamonds, iridescent spots
twinkle in the diffused sun trickling
down. Round and round. Then
revived. Into the depths, invisible for a moment.
Then white belly drifting to the clouds. Bearing
witness means clumsy theology applied like
toddler's experiment: how do star blocks fit
triangle holes? Mysteries: rapture or fall?
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