Dr. Michio Kaku gives me girl wood

In college, I had a
philosophy professor
enamored with string theory;
I took him three times

because he was nuts

And through him,
I developed a
crush
on Dr. Michio Kaku,
the badass theoretical physicist
as I watched, over and over and over
his series on The Multiverse.

Simply put: every possibility, is.
There is an infinite number of
right nows, and therefore
...
everything
...
is.
...

I love that concept.
It balances shit, you know?

Because there's a universe
in which I'm a Tyrannosaurus Rex
named Tim,
eating suburban douchebags in Astoria.

There's a universe in which
peanuts are banned from polite society
and one where I'm the grand potentate of
Bettyville
and everyone who was ever
a bitch to me
has to rub my feet and
tell me I'm pretty.

And there's one out there,
somewhere,
a million-million-million dimensions away
(but close enough to feel)

in which
you and I have an unstolen moment
in grassy place
in the middle of a sunbeam
shoulder to shoulder maybe,
stealing kisses
and grinning stupidly at each other,
our lips dripping platitudes
that are poison in this world

a universe
in which I can love you
without penalty,
without freaking you the fuck out,
without forcing you to feel like
you have to jump up
try and protect me
from myself,


in which I don't wish,
some days
I never hit reply

because the penalties,
especially the internal ones,
are real assholes some days

There's a universe like that,
maybe,
where we can
belong to one another
for a moment

I think about that place
on cool fall mornings
until the coffee grows cold in my hands.

There's a universe like that
somewhere

but it's not here

This place has  
a little less sunlight
a little more darkness

and that's fine by me
really

because too much time in the
sun can cause burns
and you already burn
in me
so damn hot
so damn hot
that the chick in the other
dimension
stares slack jawed in envy
on a cool fall morning
her coffee growing cold
as she imagines a universe
in which the ideal image of
we

is us.

There's a place like that
(maybe)
out there
somewhere

and I wouldn't trade a moment
in our beautiful darkness
for a moment in its light