The Long Earth
after the book by Terry Pratchett and Stephen Baxter
If all it took was just a sideways step
to break your shackle to this tired earth,
untangle the strings of quantum physics
and shimmer down the mirror parallel,
find worlds which Darwin could have barely dreamed,
would you not do it? Would you not run?
I'd be off faster than the starting gun
to seek the Long Earth flickering unreamed;
new genera; and what mutations dwell
under different suns. I'd hunt strange musics
courting river banks, mountains and the surf.
If all it took were but a sideways step.
Yet here we stay. There is no interstitial strait,
just dreams; the faith of science. All that we create.