I think...
if I knew the future,
I would wish myself
to the past.
How skewed are the lens -
how cracked is the glass -
how concave and convex -
how undulating the reflexion -
how tilted and discoloured the prism -
ach! presupposition and disillusion and
mirage and illusion and
fractal and heavy mirrors.
Perception skews reality.
bravo.