If there are duplicates in the multiverse,

I hope somewhere, somehow

I am happier

and if Other-Life-Me truly exists,

I'd like to mine her for tips. Mime thumb

and finger analogue phone: Hey, Second-Life-Joy –

don't be a bitch – call!

If you follow the logic

and hundreds of billions of galaxies exist,

I pray in one of them, I am marginally fulfilled,

oh, I may sport an extra set of digits

but that could be handy (boom, boom)

or an extra pair of boobs.  Hmmmmmm, maybe not. Too moo.

...

Solid science states

fourteen billion years previous, an epic detonation

disseminated particles inseminating a most receptive

not-quite-yet universe. Chaos, in other words - decisively.

Those seminal seeds - gleeful gametes

sought to unite,

to create sun-star-planet-zygotes

in a mini-bang.

Then the universe cooled and coalesced - yes, yes, yes

but what caused matter to hurtle out

into space in the first place?

What fuelled the explosion? Who/WTF pushed

jump start button?

Put key in ignition?

And from whence did energy come to fuel explosion?

Hmmmmmmm.

These are dark matters; inflationary, I suspect,

I will return to them.