universe

i envision the universe
as a fresh pink-nosed kitten
and us as a yarn ball
that she playfully bats
we careen through the air
hit the ground with a thud
sometimes her claws tear
we fixate where it bleeds
cursing her boldly
on moonlit street corners
characterizing her
as needlessly cruel
leading one to the gallows
at the smallest mistake
but do not be mistaken
she is anything but humorless
so why not with ease join
her jovial games?
fall into the rhythm
of her frolicking dance