I sit here, exploring with you, fantasies of the world as we would reconfigure it.
Once heavy grief becomes hysterical laugher. Crushing physical pain surrenders to the lightest tickle.
And we gasp, stunned at our own benevolence, our own enlightenment.
Surely, we reason, anyone with the wherewithal to wipe away the carnage, the hate, the daily mundaneness of life wouldn’t hesitate to fix such obvious mistakes