Scales
Our static bubble
unfathomable, unassailable,
in a billion lifetimes
we could not cross,
yet someone must live at the edge.
When it looks out at
night, are there stars
only in one direction,
too far to reach, ever?
I read that a new bubbleverse
can pop in
anywhere, anywhen,
swell to gargantuan dimensions,
yet remain to us invisible.
I throw up my hands,
go out,
plant a few marigolds,
check the rose for buds.
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