Multiple Worlds

I live in multiple worlds.
Others thrive in my multiple worlds.
Each world, has a different story of creation.
Different characters for different worlds.
I play with them,
sometimes holding them by their cheeks
and ears,
sometimes fiddling with someone's cleft...
and many times,
setting a game of hide and seek in action...
among them.
Do I wish to be God?
I know not.

My mother says
I am an unfair person.
Perhaps, I am.
She too soundslike a crowd to me.
A crowd inside
that wakes me up
every morning
with a thumping sound.

I don't know where it all began,
when I brought
the first mask
and
the first ropes
for the many puppets
that came my way.