Please be advised that snow globes
are not allowed through the security check point.
—LaGuardia Airport sign
Is this because of the snow? Or because of the little houses
that nestle inside the snow?
I imagine it is because of the liquid
and the potential to inject an explosive
through the dome of the glass. Evil is inserted every day
into our minds, under our skin, through the iCloud,
through layers of data that shred the ozone
(an ozone held together by scotch tape, chicken wire
and American Idol.) One day, someone picks us up,
shakes us, and all hell breaks loose. Worlds collide.
The very equilibrium we once believed in,
cast aside by a wave of the hand. While some God,
somewhere, waits at a check point, watching
for the terrorist in each of us,
wary of small things, like six ounce jars
of olive spread, beard trimming scissors, and yes,
snow globes. These things tucked in between the socks
and underwear, waiting to destroy us.
