Queasy

Head to feet

Feet to head

Eyes swivel

As the world

Isn’t flat

.

I try to stare

To find

A fixed point

A place

Unmoving

A place

I can look back at

And know

There is stability in the world

.

The world dissolves

I feel empty

My fixed point

Stuck in my eyes

Forward

Until

I am right in front of it

.

Staring at it

A mast in a stormy sea

A mast swiftly falling

As I

Lose consci…….

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