- Theory of parallel universes.
Dear gods [substitutes for brain],
You gave us a thought where
We’re both here and there in
The same instances. Existence.
A theory found with the entire
Science. Milky Way to infinity.
I’m black means there’s as much
Possibilities of my existence as
A white lily as there are thorn
On the face of the earth—mother.
My father is dead means
The dead are a planted war song;
Hovering the night sky for the perfect
Pitch to fall unto. The universe
Says they’re all the same. My father
And I . coral hit on the surface of
the mediterranean.
I believe in the existence of time
Traveling, I’m merely seeking a
Sign to call another existence
my own.
Give my father life for no other
Reason that he still breathes in
My bones.
That death is an exit wound into
A parallel universe where all my
People are my own, all their
Thick skin with smoke—stardust—
All the stones on a tomb reverse back
Into ashes. If my world and the parallel
Are same, eject my existence from
The branch of wormholes that
Holds unto memory—give me a new
Name, give me somewhere else to call
Home. The parallel means I’m in a
Linear state to hold breath,
Body of languages and none to
Call my own . The parallel means
I’m shot by a police for not being in
The right universe. The parallel
Means there’s a gathering of people
In a wedding that is yet to be my own.
The parallel means a woman is nursing me
In the belly of a woman that just conceived me.
The parallel means my father is not yet in front
Of the bullet that would wipe him clean.
The parallel means I’m waking in all the
Places I cannot yet call home .
The parallel means there’s a place
My father would be late to attend his death
And is still nursing his bullet wound,
The parallel means that is where I strike first.
Bossss
My Oga at the top