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.