Tuesday, July 31, 2018

The Wormhole (Day 559)

Today, He got the worm. 
Today, He soared through 
endless waves of centuries, 
that well-known escape 
from the rotten reality 
of His fiendish mind 
and revolting lips. And we? 
We were left with nothing 
but the wormhole. 
If this were sci-fi, we could 
use the wormhole to travel 
back and correct the errors 
of certain-of-our ways. 
But no, that’s unlikely.
To begin with, it’s not 
the right variety of wormhole. 
And, if it had been 
a time portal, He surely would 
have foregone his own worm, 
to prevent us from bettering 
the world by righting his myriad
wrongs. After all, that’s just 
the kind of stand-up guy he is.


(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

Image: Michael Vadon (CC BY-SA 2.0)
Photo edited by Hannah Six