texas has become
a snowglobe shaken
by an angry god
the fat flakes have
muted the skyline
plastic particulates
drifting through
a stagnancy of life
leaving only sirens
crying out somewhere
far in the distance
lost in billowing snow
a conflagration of
crystalline carcinogens

a whiteout coating
an orgy of filthy gray
still pristine except
for the footprints of
a foolish explorer
lost in the memories
of what was once
a beloved home now just
another fracture growing
across the schismatic nature
of bipolar conditions
as witnessed through
the concaved glass of
texas in a snowglobe