VERTIGO
I hate vertigo
fear it
entirely
wonder what
life should be
like
could it
be at all tolerable
if it
did not go
of own accord
consent to
leave me
and so I am
sensitive to
the world’s vertigo
the one
that mad philosopher
wrote of
the one where all
that was balanced
is lost
the tipping point
of fundamental energies
refusing reconcilement
in the words of the crazy one,
forever our fate,
determined to return.