Flipped

Through a mirror,

everything is backwards,

even our lives.

Who you see in a mirror,

is a fraud of a simple micro-organism,

yourself.



Through a window,

you see reality,

the lives of living things,

still objects.

Reality trespasses the backwards world,

captures the true colors.



We are trapped in this reality,

we can't push on a glass mirror,

and hope to fall through.

We can push on a window,

and hope to hit concrete.