He folded news and reading glasses

Tidy  and neat

And pretty damn sure

That they had kissed before.

In this universe that shouldn’t exist

He had felt Helena’s lips.

Tired he leaned back

Trying to grasp the math

‘Na,’ he said:

‘Believing we did once met

Is by far the safer bet.’

He closed his eyes

And  wished some more

As he had done squared times before.