A mass of images combine
then disengage
as the kaleidoscope
is turned.
Discrete fragments.

The sequence obeys
no logic
or universal
form of reason.

Todays doodling is
no better
nor worse than yesterdays
or tomorrows.
What counts is
filling time.

If only there was an
accumulation of history or data to draw on but
there are no rewind or record buttons on the kaleidoscope.

"Develop your legitimate strangeness" Rene Char.

In spired by Foucault.