flash frozen
inside a snowglobe
mere seconds
after everything
i dreamt of
presented itself
in an explosion
of static glitter
hovering directly
in front of me
yet as impossible
to touch as the
edge of the universe

the carrot has
become lost in the
haze of depression
only the absent
lashings keep this
mule plodding
vapidly in place
as the yoke
splinters against
my implacable disregard
for personal safety
glaring at divinity
in a mutually assured
suspension of disbelief