Moving Fast

I seem to

stop while

the world

keeps on

spinning.

 

Around and around

it goes

 

But, it is

the world

that seems

to have stopped

while I've kept on

spinning.

 

Around and around

I go.

Author's Note

This poem was inspired by the picture, which is of me, actually. It looks like the rest of the world is moving and I'm not, but I'm the one who's moving.