Ari Nystrom Rice

Once I Was

Once I was
A super starry
The tension
Before
A boat made out of
Cracking sticks
And sturdy twine
Hit the water of a kiddie pool
A sun
About to (ex)(im)plode
Warping like a
Lupine Blooming
Living in another ripple
Behind my pale blue eyes
The time it lived
Irrelevant to the not;
Yet it is infinite and rapid
A reflection upon the rushing river below me
Seen in my eyes
Through my eyes
A boy
Trying to be
Blind and all-knowing
Now a ——
Unknowing and changed
Now I am a curiosity
Unknowing and changed.