An infinite number of monkeys,
in an infinite number of rooms,
drew an infinite number of maps,
of an infinite number of universes.
A single man, with a single love,
woke up alone on the outer rim
of a churning, barely lit galaxy,
and fired up a search engine.
With a double curser click,
he reluctantly, but finally realised,
he knew from the very beginning
where his heart’s desire waited,
and how to find her address.
in an infinite number of rooms,
drew an infinite number of maps,
of an infinite number of universes.
A single man, with a single love,
woke up alone on the outer rim
of a churning, barely lit galaxy,
and fired up a search engine.
With a double curser click,
he reluctantly, but finally realised,
he knew from the very beginning
where his heart’s desire waited,
and how to find her address.
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Robin Lindsay Wilson is a lecturer in acting and drama at Queen Margaret University, Edinburgh, Scotland. He is an award-winning playwright and poet. His poems have appeared in many UK poetry and literary magazines, including The Rialto, Magma, Acumen, Dream Catcher, and Agenda. He has three collections of poetry published by Cinnamon Press. His last book Rehearsals for the Real World is a collection of short monologues and microfiction. It is being used in actor training in North America, UK, China, and Australia.
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