Y’All Are the Multiverse

A universe a head,
Always holding something
Constant, always letting

Something go, a new world
Snuggling up with the old,
Every outcome different,

No existence the same,
Every end adjacent
To a neighbor next door.

Rather boring, really,
At least placed head to head.
The multiverse explores

Worlds thoroughly slowly,
Mostly gently sifting.
You’ll know they’re all explored,

Your possible options,
When humans stop spinning
Worlds and hold still instead.