The World, Known As

It’s a startling phrase to read,
At first, the world, known as . . . X
Or whatever name it is.

Part of your brain has locked down
That label, the world, as one,
As singular, as The World,

While well aware there are more.
What if what is going on
Right now in the world, known as

Some serial, password-like
String of letters and numbers,
Are events of more import

To its neighborhood, to Earth’s
Own future, than anything
Going on right now on Earth?

Not likely, you say, rightly.
But just the fact it exists,
The world, known as not this . . . Glitch.