poem by Anonymous

Sometimes I get dizzy
from the constant spin of the earth
if only it could stop for a moment
to catch my breath
settle my stomach
relieve a constant headache

Sometimes I get sea sick
from the ebb and flow of the tides
the crash and subside of the waves

Sometimes it grows tedious
the dance of the sun and moon
the warmth of day
chill of night

Sometimes it seems
as if everything is so
that nothing has