there are

many

different ways of

looking at this same view,

i understand

some perspectives might

even be quite lovely.

 but  most times,

i feel like i am

staring.

head

upside

down.

eyes reddened by

pressure.

balancing carefully

on my hands.

these

feet held

 in the air.

the rush to my head.

unable to

see

anything

through the

throbbing thrumming

 blood blurred

 beat.

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