I didn’t forget about wormholes even after we stopped talking about them
The kid sticking a pudgy finger in the cake frosting
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