Kaleidoscope Poem by Bruce Wad

What did you children do
days before streaming television programs ran?

The lad remembered,
halting before emphatically answering,

"I tinkered in the shed".
Aphonic in exasperation the teacher

coerced a longer answer.
Boy bought to mind grandma's psychedelic curio

foundon a kitchen shelf,
known to make uncommonly beautiful patterns

of light, caught in crystals.
Fractuals recede to infinity - every twist.