Multiple Universe
March 30 2023
Walking at night
the neighbourhood streets
are uncommonly quiet.
On either side, houses loom;
still fortresses,
dark
against a starry sky.
The blue flicker
of illuminated screens
spills from picture windows
and curtained bedrooms
onto snow covered lawns,
peeks out
through the glass brick
of cozy basement dens.
A cool thin light
that casts an eerie glow
on the faces of the watchers
I can just make out inside.
Like the theory of the multiple universe,
each house
contains its own distinct world,
one after the other
along street after street
as I walk by.
And for that moment in time
in the glazed eyes
of each rapt viewer
this is all that exists.
While I am a voyeur
in the darkness
of a quiet winter night.
So sure
that only I am grounded
know reality
inhabit the actual world.
Or so I reassure myself
in a moment of doubt,
ghosting silently by
alone and unseen
beneath an infinite sky.
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