now U R 6

on the fridge
in marker pen mark

an equation
or a few

instantly that turbulent
stream is a pool

where quolls sip

or an archaeopteryx
pecks roadkill

OK, wunderkind
for your next trick

reach back through your singularity
to the preexisting conditions

pull from your hat
that sleek and struggling rabbit

don’t heed the audience’s gasps

the squeaks and pops
of flattop reality

being unpacked
screwed upright

lent upon

into the infinity of your mind

just a kid
still got your baby teeth

what would your mother say
if she could see you now

quite a magician
you little lizard

with wings