VERTIGO

When I look up
verticals
cave in:
a marbled
bending sky.

When I look down
lines and patterns
shake:
sliding, trembling
snakes.

When I stand
my body
tilts:
a slender tower
quite unhinged.

When I walk
my feet
sink:
muted, endless steps
on cotton ground.

When I sit
I float, I bob:
a feather anchored
on a wave.

by Carmen Alfonso   from her book of poems    'On the island of my bed: Living with Lyme Disease'

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