The Relativity of Reality
What I thought was the moon was a bare bulb reflected
In wavy old glass in the window of the bathroom
Whereas the actual moon was neatly bisected
Flat on one side when I ventured outside of the womb
Which is this place and saw it floating there in the sky
Finding this comforting I was glad it happened I
Made that mistake or I might never have gone outside
This is the sort of thing which takes place when worlds collide
Light bulbs with flat-sided moons apples with red balloons
Then I ask: Is it analogy or is it me?
Then I know: It is whatever I want it to be
I love the relativity of reality!
+Steven Curtis Lance
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