The House Bubble Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

The house bubble

On CN, see lake large
People, homes, everything is small
Even banks like TD, RBC, etcetera.
Bigger than fingertip is nothing.
As always, I have my fantasy, a dream
A bubble, humongous,
Everyone, everything is trapped
I, outside
I am God, make the rules, decisions
I fire and hire and demand
I buy house, register and file, defile.

Suddenly I get old, retired.
Bubble bursts.
Truth is:
I am same old homeless.