'The Iron Mask 01/12/09 Poem by Margaret Alice

I regarded the arrogant being
that was me, regarded the mess
he made, turned and walked away

returned with soldiers and guards
trussed him up, an iron mask like
the brother of Louis Philippe

I had him thrown in a cage
where he belongs, making
sure he was safe

underground, quantum physics
stipulates every possibility
exists somewhere

While he would be a prisoner in
this reality, he and his alternate
possibilities will survive

as long as the universe
endures, no energy is
ever lost…