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The multiverse

Who knows

Maybe this


Scientific imagination

Each choice spins out into a paradigm

With teeth

So that we have

In reasoned chaos

The universe of possibilities


Everything we think of

Dream of

Find in nightmares

Has happened somewhere

And is happening


A tongue to invoke

There is paradox

Irony in Oppenheimer

The godhead cited


Now we destroy the worlds

We cannot make

Heroes, villains

Inside tethered minds


C L Couch



Image Credit: CC BY-SA 2.0 NottsExMiner





To understate,

The universe is huge

And there might be many of it

All around and through

Makes one wonder how matter can

Be dark as in absent

Where’s the room


But I guess dark matter is a substance

Of its own

Like tiny black holes that might be

All around as well (and through)

If so, they must be pulling matter that we know


We lose the universe we know,

And does it go to feed another

Body on another plain


And so they have such openings there

As to release their atoms

Skittering across astral dimensions

That might sometime land here


Is it all one give-and-take

And is there balance

Or is chaos confirmed

As part of the regularity, the normalcy

The paradox in making

In keeping everything together

While it all moves


It’s not covalence

It’s a dance

We all are partners

Everyone has a turn

Each one owns steps

And talent is in measure

And it’s all approved


Do you see

Whoever you are

However you’re arranged

And I can’t speak to aberrance

But someone can who calls

The dance

Does not control the steps

But gave us the hall

And bids us, as an invitation, to take part

In something wonderful


C L Couch



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