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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