The world seemed so jovial at that moment:
when every tangle
of gold grass was a joke dangling
from flapping tips.
Every tree jiggled
fat belly secrets
of beautiful things hiding
in the high fever heat.
I laughed so verdantly,
bemused as to why the world
had ever seemed so dull and dark.
Before I knew it though,
the stars had risen,
and in their frozen light
loomed that familiar
sterile cold.