Artie, The Time Traveling Chimp – Poem by Chris Graham…

Artie, the Time Traveling Chimp, was walking with an obvious limp.

I asked, “What’s the matter?”, as he collapsed on a chair, with a clatter.

“I crashed my machine. You know the one I mean.

I was traveling through space, at an incredible pace.

Time didn’t exist, and was not even missed.

When, quick as a flash, I had a terrible crash.”

“Into what?” I asked, as he Alack’d and Alas’d.

“Myself.” he replied, as he deeply sighed.

“I’d been where I went, when time decidedly bent.

I came back on my route, at the same pace to boot.

To meet myself going out, and gave myself such a clout.

Our machines made one wreck, and we both said ‘Oh Heck’

We looked at myself in the eyes, and got a surprise.

No reflection was this, all seemed quite remiss.

We had a deep ponder, in puzzled wonder.

What could…