You may swan dive out
but you can’t swan dive in

no
entrance into
the world is not
like entering left stage
in Hamlet
as the Prince of as
some choral underling
bottom rung in Elsinore

but then that
sweet prince farewell
something so
Tchaikovsky about that moment
even though
the melancholy meditative one
not hurtling from the
battlements

and new King Fortinbras
proclaiming reset
button pressed, order restored.

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