Alternate Universe
Don’t tell me there are no accidents, when the only reason we live is the fact
that ice (through an incredible metamorphosis) is lighter than water
allowing earth to support life.
Alternate Universe
In another universe
you crossed the street
successfully.
I held out my hand
and you grasped it.
That other place must
(exist)
relatively somewhere—
for
those who must visit
the past and see what
happens if– they created
a historical paradox,
if they squashed
a butterfly
and changed this world.
D. Koontz wrote: if fate doesn’t exist,
it should.
My God: if we left this all
to chance,
who would grab your hand?