We cannot help wondering about
the human population on X6,
and their ancient warheads and fresh
disregard of our agents’ directives.
We know nothing of recriminations
or reprieve except that in some universe
when our storyline became a tangled mess
we discovered new dimensions or
new worlds discovered us.
Then we suddenly found ourselves
in a different past or future
our hands and feet in zip ties
the hasty firing squad outside.