The world in thumbnail fashion 
hanging limply from the window curtain
containing only impervious snickers 
and holding a big belly full of laugh. 

Stay a while, play a while 
the sun will set tomorrow 
and dangle endlessly below the clouds,
which ripple and hawk

the earth to spin again 
once more before landing 
at its final resting spot;
thick back against scaly mountains 

one foot on Mars and 
one on Venus.