Parallels

resting on this stout frame
is the world I want to live in
or the world as I want it to be
an afterlife for memories and follies
a turn of favourable events
a profusion of fleeting happiness
a world fuelled by imagination
where I can be whosoever
in whatsoever way
a world that is a retraction
of real failures and foreboding
a world that is parallel
yet perpendicular to the "truth"
a world that is philosophy
rather than physics
sometimes the boundaries do fade
when I wonder which is which
only hoping it stays that way