Synchronicity

Tick Tock
Are we in lock
Step in a world
Where nothing is the same
Yet clicks along the same cogs
Of some universal gear?

Swiss watch
By a top-notch
Maker or chance?
As one thing runs into
Another and becomes a
Simple synchronicity.

I’m you.
You’re me but not.
The multiverse
Has bled into our plane
And all is here but also
Not – as hands circle the face

And time stands still
Everywhere
All at once
Before moving again
As one
And a million ones

Together.