FunHouse

[Tiger the Lion]

FunHouse

cross them as we might
it is equally impossible
for our left eye
to see our right
as it is for our right
to observe the left

one imagines
the other
plucking a banjo
and missing teeth

the other 
imagines
an orgy of violins
where there ought to be bugles

neither trust the mirrors

not here

[Mark A Becker]

Seems like a placeholder poem Paul.  That said, good to know yer still alive.

Mark

[TranquillityBase]

From the title I expected fun and I got it.  And I like the Twilight Zone menance in the last line.