Written for SUNDAY SCRIBBLINGS, the topic of which is
Well, I can't think of a much stranger world than the one depicted!
A STRANGE ILLUSION!
Stranger than fiction!
Here we see a picture that amazes!
Stairs going up, then going down,
All ending up in mazes.
A man is walking underneath
A flight of stairs. it seems,
And doors, all sideways, lead outside,
Where we feel there should be beams!
A man walks up towards a door
That's tilted on its side,
And I see dark corners where grey men
Can scuttle in and hide.
These faceless creatures move about
Like an hallucination;
Are they going up or down?
Where is their destination?
A man sits on an upright wall,
But he doesn't lose his balance!
It's clear to see these faceless men
Have never-ending talents!
This is the stuff of nightmares
I feel that I'm delirious!
It's just the oddness of it all
That sense of the mysterious.
We humans like things as they are,
We don't much care for change,
And down as up and up as down
Makes us feel distinctly strange.
Looking at this picture
Makes me feel quite odd and queasy,
Out of sorts, a little faint,
And terribly uneasy.
An optical illusion?
That gives a designation;
But it doesn't really quite explain
My physical sensation.
If I found myself in such a world
I'd feel in mortal danger!
To such a strange and dangerous place
I'd like to remain