Out of the infinite yous
living across infinite parallel universes,
which one would you like to hang out with?
The you with the head of a fox and arse of a duck?
The you with forks for teeth and patio slab feet?
What about the inside out you? The one inch you?
The you with fire for skin and chainsaw fingers?
What about the you with your partner’s face?
I’d hang out with the me who likes coconut
and find out how he peels tangerines.
© Carl Burkitt 2020