IN A WORLD WITHOUT

Imaginary Garden With Real Toads--d'Verse Poets Pub

She exists in a world
without cake and ice cream
never curious enough
to rub the lamp
in the proper way
to make the genie appear
and take her on that
roller coaster ride
climbing slowly to the top 
then
a split second 
and
over the hump you go
my girl
hurtling toward
the inevitable
the all consuming
point of no return 
screaming like a banshee
all the way down

You'd see the whole business
in a much different light
I said
much differently
than asking me
what's the point
of any of it
indulging me
while your nail polish dries
there in your world
without cake and ice cream