This is how you see her: upside-down, backwards, turned around, ironic. For she is the mirror reflection of you and you are the flesh of her, your soul, your all. You look into a pond and see her staring at you from the bottom, from behind your image on the surface - and little minnows swim through the water between her image on the bottom and your image on the surface, little minnows swim in the space between you and her. And sometimes you will see a crawfish on the bottom with her, and crawfish can dart from here to there very quickly, and disappear into the depths of the waters suddenly as if suddenly shocked, and if you reach out to touch a crawfish he will suddenly spring from you into deeper water, and you are making him disappear with magic, as it were. But as you look into the pond you may see her at the bottom, behind your mirror image staring up at you from the surface, and the water is rife with living things - the space between your image and her image is rife with living things, lovely living things, filthy living things.