internal observations

I woke up this morning in awe, surprise,
a children's book -- the starship Enterprise
had carried me to a winter planet
which was my own, less the granite, damn it.
Sure, I know that nature can rearrange
and turn normal to strange.  But a snow change?
Streets lined with the skin of a dull white cat?
Who ordered that?  We stay inside, get fat,
and watch clouds fill our front porch with dandruff.
It's tough.  But one world flipping is enough.