Sanctuary on Voyager

I do not want to be here, I say as I cry into my bagel
I want sanctuary on Voyager where Q will need to show up
to explain to Capt. Janeway that I am from another dimension
and it will be best to tell the rest of the crew that I never divulge
more than needed based on the Temporal Prime Directive
Q will have to take Janeway back to the Continuum into a cleanbox
to be sure she never reveals to anyone else, not even her first officer
where I come from or just how much I know or why I never reveal
what I know…and The Doctor, he can heal me, he can cure me,
that will be completion. I will be the ship’s poet / documentary writer,
Janeway will say she doesn’t need a poet, but Q will convince
her it is a good idea, and even though Q will not have any idea
how I got there, he will agree to let me stay there and not take me away
He will tell me to be sure to write more narrative and less poetry
if I am going to capture the ship’s experiences throughout their time
left on their way to [REDACTED: Temporary Prime Directive]
and I will never want to come back, I will live in this other dimension
for the rest of my life, as long as what took me there allows it, that
which even Q does not know, my asylum will be granted when my report
of the Year of Hell for Starfleet’s top brass only, not even Janeway’s eyes,
gets reviewed and it’s understood the extent of what I know and I will
be granted safe harbor on this version of Earth, this natural paradise,
or so I imagine for the thousandth time, as I cry into my bagel