String Theorists and multiversists unite!
I don't know how to begin
but neither did most of us
so I start with a bang,
not the Big Bang,
but a smaller recreation,
using my own universe,
not the multiverse that cannot escape
the depths of my mind.
I love you and this love
it is the kind that curls my cheeks towards
my eyes that I wish you could see,
the kind that my mother notices
when she hasn't before,
the kind where I am taking the butterflies
from my stomach
to put in terranium ornaments.
The multiverse is simply
many universes together.
I'm so entranced by the idea
I want it to be real but the real multiverse
is nothing like fiction. It's not where
there are other universes from other choices
but just other places. I was never born there,
and if I was,
I'm dead now. Light travels too fast for us
to discover something,
come up with means to get there,
and it's gone by the time you touch it.
I told you that I loved you
out of the entire multiverse, but
how could I not.
How could I not compare you to something that is already dead,
something with it's own strings and hearts and DNA and
dimensions wholly different from ours.
I cannot compare our love to something not
nothing but fond memories of light,
but maybe I can.
Dark matter pushes
and dark emotions push as well.
Set an egg timer
and when you're done with me,
decide if you like me well enough
to keep going.
The multiverse is just a theory