Spinning


I’m spinning a sphere

of mirrored glass and

I’m seeing my world 

differently.

Upside down.

Round and round.

Making me dizzy.

But

perhaps it was always

upside down and

spinning out

of control

in any 

case.

Perhaps.

Perhaps it always will be.


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