Lowell swirled is merely Lowell But if one kaleidoscopes him He becomes immense Not able to keep fragments From flying off and becoming Small Lowells of their own. I put my hand up to catch one But it slipped through my fingers Screaming out my window. The mountains showed little effect Between the trees and That throbbing beat Is my neighbors drinking beer And drowning out one more day. --- This email has been checked for viruses by Avast antivirus software. http://www.avast.com