Dual Shot

"It was not supposed to be me..."

The frame is set.
Everything seems clear until the gaze reverses.
It takes only a glance
for everything to switch places.
The observer. The subject. The proof.
In physics, they call it a double state —
something that exists both here and elsewhere at once,
until a gaze fixes it and forces it to choose.
That moment never repeats.
It takes its side at the speed of a glance
and leaves us suspended between two truths.