Winter’s black mulch bites with old familiarity
this makeshift dream sense of reality
soggy moss fringe on dank tarmac
the traffic din roar, not that I am that
their warm hum passing this pedestrian shadow.
Man plus the machine, an AI chip fixes my brain
sequence the genome by back up copies
Span the multiverse through quantum time
encounter my variant twin, twin variables
gesticulating our apeth grins
in a labyrinth of crazy mirrors.
Entanglement, special attraction, entropy
a hologram, homeward bound
for the multiverse, in my Dracula Hearse
From World at Large Part 2
Copyright © 2015. Robin Ouzman Hislop
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Robin is editor of on line poetry journal Poetry Life and Times at www.artvilla.com/plt. He edits both Facebook Pages PoetryLifeTimes and Artvilla.com as extensions of the Artvilla site, which he also edits.