Kaleidoscope.

I got this from drawing triangles on the inside of a Junior Mints box. It reminded me of a Kaleidoscope.

What do you see.
I see a house.
What does this house appear to be.
A dream.
What kind of dream.
One where I cannot find my way out.
Are you trying to find a way out.
No.
What else do you see.
I see a ball.
And what exactly does this ball appear to be.
A boy.
What kind of boy.
I think about him.
About the boy.
Even though he does not exist.
So you see a non-existent boy.
No, a dream.
What kind of dream.
The kind of dream where everything is imagined.
Do you like the dream.
Sometimes.
When.
All the time.
Is it the same dream every time.
Sometimes.
When.
Every time.
Look again, for me. What do you see.
I see a house.
Is it a different house.
It is the same one.
Do you see any other houses.
No, just this one.
And what does it look like.
I don't know.
Can't you see it.
Sometimes.
When.
All the time.
What else is there.
It's changing.
What is.
The house.
Into what.
Into me.
You see yourself.
No.
You do not see yourself.
Only sometimes.
When.
All the time.

Reviews

[Stephanie]

For some reason, this very much reminded me of Donnie Darko at his therapy sessions. I like the flow of this, the way it's a conversation. You give us a lot to ponder on and that intrigue is delightful.

[sammyj]

I really like this