when
the parallels swerve,
crossovers, converge,
intersections of short circuits,
unexpected becomes expected,
roles reversed,
you the objectified,
storyline switcheroo,
you’re the ill,
not, the meds,
disorienting dizzy,
finger-snaps beat-less,
irregulars are regularized
and you are surprised,
when you realize,
the hands holding
your head, are yours…