“What if Peter Pan experienced quantum entanglement?”

In Neverland’s moonlit, mossy glen,  
Where time loops round and back again,  
Peter Pan, in laughter’s flight,  
Chased shadows through a tinsel night.  

But Tinker Bell, with clever eyes  
And pixie dust’s untold surprise,  
Had read one book—so odd, so dense—  
On worlds that shimmered, worlds immense.  

“What if,” she mused, “one secret wish—  
Could twist the stars like silverfish?  
What if,” with quantum’s ghostly call,  
“You’re here. And there. And none. And all?”  

One night, above the floating shore,  
When Lost Boys’ dreams began to snore,  
The universe’s seams grew thin—  
And Peter felt a tangle spin.  

A whoosh—a spark—a shuddered start,  
He split, entangled, part by part.  
One Peter laughed above the trees,  
Another sailed on cosmic breeze;  
One chased a comet’s laughter bright,  
One hid from Hook in endless flight.  

No longer just a single boy,  
But infinite—each joy, each ploy—  
A thousand whims, a million hearts,  
All woven close, though worlds apart.  

“Am I the same?” he softly thought,  
Or endless echoes overwrought?  
For even in that wild delight,  
A lonely shade curled in the night.  

But Tinker seized his trembling hand:  
“You’re woven tight—through sea and sand.  
Wherever you are—wild or wise—  
Your soul is stitched in starry ties.”  

So Peter flew in every hue,  
In branching skies and mornings new—  
Each self, a light, a glimmered thread,  
Still bound by friends, and dreams, and bread.  

For in the quantum webs we spin,  
With hearts entangled deep within,  
The boy who never wished to land  
Now brought forever, wonder-filled,  
To Neverland.

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