Perspective

the world that spins us,

contains us, was before us,

& survives beyond us, 

moves faster than we suspect

when we’re flung & notice,

it’s easy to suppose the moving

is for us, alone, or our small collectives,

but  it does not spin for us

we think that what we know

is large enough to slow

a spinning sphere, but

in this system, pace is everything

while we, self-saturated,  shrink

 back to dust,  a universe expands

in ways imperceptible & doesn’t

have to pretend to know or not know

it is so easy to build a model of a world

revolving around us,

to feel the pull of gravitons

as they force others in & out of our lives

but ever so hard to realize that countless

other spinning particles have worlds

as precious, as tormented, as magnetized

as ours seems to be from our own ground zero