I didn’t forget about wormholes even after we stopped talking about them
The kid sticking a pudgy finger in the cake frosting
wormhole
The tunnel under the river
The covered bridge
Wormholes both
The wail of the siren in the afternoon
The sluice of rain
The slide of snow
The fall down the stairs
Wormholes all
Spade in the earth making room for the seed
Blood through the vein
Air through the tube
Silent screams
Little worms wiggling toward the sun
Empty words
Garbage down the chute
Circular stairs to the top
Looking down into the wormhole
The fall from grace
The jump from the one hundred third floor
The last quiet breath
The cave in my heart
The shortcut connecting two separate points in space time
deep dark dank
indecisive on the edge
spiraling uncertainty
