Suspended Animation

It's cold over here Where hearts pump icicles, Decelerated from normal time wrinkles. I sit here Trying to unthaw my mind. In order to wonder if I exist in time I never succeed. I am suspended. A pig flew over, And the fat lady sang. I managed to press "Unpause" On this game. The superball sprang And animated bounce An energetic ocean From a simply lifeless ounce. But time must continue. The speed must decrease. And all the lil' sparks here have ceased. The sloths here get tickets And man are they slow. I'd gladly leave If I had somewhere to go. When all else has ended, I remain, Suspended.