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.