Do Over

They took the world
away from me. No more
nightly news, leaving me
to create anew, become
my own universe.

I don’t know where to start.

Would I recreate what I
know or fill my world
with oddities, hybrids,
chimeras, magic?  No
limits, nothing forbidden.
I’m wise enough to know
there must be conflict,
tumult, predation as much
as flashes of bliss, pleasure.

A world without explanation
so no nothing can blame me
for when it all crumbles down.

2/6/11