Don'T Blame Me Nine 67 Poem by Anne Tardos

Don't blame me, I was hacked, not my fault.
Nobody is wrong, everybody is right, nobody is right.

I reach across something white from a nearby universe.
And see a familiar looking mirror image of myself.

Quantum teleportation used for direct transmission to another universe.
Oh yes, this could be another mind-bending poem.

Fuddy-duddy shame-face what am I doing here.
Swim butter sway, split level reptile, heebie-jeebie rucksack.
All part of the puzzle: Every bit of it.