When the World Isn't Watching

A Poem by Bri

Do you ever wonder what something looks like when you turn your back on it?

I see it now.
It's here.
Exactly how it is normally.
My eyes are open to the world-
Everything is in place.
It is assuring to know
how orderly
Everything is around me.
But if i close my eyes
Who can know
If things are how they should be?
If for even a second
I look away,
While doing so,
The order might sway.
A second later-
It's back in place,
As if nothing ever happened.
Do things change
for just as long
as the world isn't watching?
It stays the same,
we assume.
But who can tell
What the universe knows
When eyes are closed?