Anamorphosis
They say perspectives can be many
What if the world is a playground
For Anamorphosis in another
Where it all makes sense
What if our bodies
Are waves
And
Waves are
Only a fragment
Of a universe set straight
Which doesn't appear as universe
Cosmos uncomplicated
Abruptly, kindly
What if you were to see
The shapes that scattered stars
Slaved to arrange in constellations
In a simple upturn of earth
Postcards, trinkets and french plats
Worn gallantly
By a mad man?
You would perhaps
Finally see your journeys converge
Concisely, wholly
On a paradigm free of material
Meaningless, until placed against
The world
Won't you come
Set things a little awry
To set the reflection pondering
About a fickle one's ambitions?
Oh won't you come
Crawling
So the feet in your image wonder
About a darers audacity.
Your impudence will dance
But there, it will appear stationary.
You can look at it any way you want
They say perspectives can be many.
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