SHORT CUT

SHORT CUT

used a short cut
to get to the stage

got hopelessly lost
so they proceeded without me

but then I discovered
there was no stage
all the world
might be
a stage
but according to many
worlds theory
the probabilities dictate
there isn’t one really

and so such thing
as arrow of time which
pretty much screws
with
   three-act structure

and so
    tunneling out of
my death scene
           I made a hard
exit left

found myself
in Elysium
        or Illyria, or other
seriously comic kingdom

there beneath
stage
      and stars sharing
an aquamarine fleecy blanket

gazing at the stars even
as they gazed at us

hoping for a show, a spectacle
even
    if you get my drift

if you
catch
    my gist

observer effect upon
observer effect

our bodies perhaps forever
doubly entangled