Heart rate
is at
a pitter
a patter
Dizzy.
Spinning around in circles
I feel apart of the Earth.
I can feel it moving, spinning
around, and I'm fighting against it.
Like salmon against the rapids.
I'm Dizzy. Happy. Confused.
Connected. Nothing Matters.
This is Bliss.
YOU ARE READING
Poems and other word combinations
RandomThis is where my words will fall. And eventually, me too. (Unstructured poems)