My Parallel Universe

I love my parallel universe.
Through the wormhole I go,
To a two-dimensional flatland:
Where even the high hills are thin
And the folks even thinner.

I must be sure to return

Before the wormhole collapses

And my favourite flat universe

Becomes my only universe.

Oh. When I say “parallel universe”,

I don't really mean parallel universe.

I mean universe within a universe

And I don't even mean that.

It's said that two parallel lines can be parallel.

And that two runner beans, too, can be parallel.

But two parallel universes can't be parallel.

Instead, we have something which can't be said,

But only shown.

And it can't be shown either...