Inside the skull,
Somewhere between layers of cartilage and lobes,
There is an eye.
It doesn’t see the way the other eyes see. It doesn’t take in an image, then turn it around
So that we might make sense of it.
Our outward eyes are easily fooled. There’s a blind spot or two and with the right glasses,
The world can be turned completely upside down.
In the scientific experiments with these glasses,
People saw the snow fall up
The grass growing overhead and everyone walking
On the ceiling
But as soon as they could touch the world
As soon as they could feel the snow falling on their palms
The world righted itself again – almost in an instant.
The mind’s eye, though, disconnected from the palm
Could watch the snow fall up for days if it wanted but then too
It could create dragons and pits of cotton candy and buildings made of cheese.
It may never turn the world right way up but it can see beyond seeing.