From the third year
I wore glasses
Every year
I broke one
I have a box full
of them
If I don‘t read
a book
I can barely sit still
I am like that
Not only the
orthopedic corset
could keep me still
On every eye examination
I was entertained
with all those machines
and techniques
that oftamolgyst used
to see what‘s wrong
with my eyes
There was a test
to catch the fly
for the wing
You got polarized glasses
and a picture of the
one fly
You have to catch
it for the wing if
it appears in 3D
It must look funny
from aside
Me trying to catch something
in the air that isn‘t actually there
But catching in the air
that was a sign that
my stereoscopic vision is fine
Now I am deeply into photography
and optics
and the roots of the 3D illusory effects
and I am coming back again
to catch the wing of the fly
no matter how silly that will
look to people who are looking at it
aside