Dizzy

It isn't the room that spins; it's my head
Zoom! I hear it inside my ears
My eyes flick in an oddly shaped circle
Following the path my mind makes
I can't stand up; the high pressure
Would kill me
So I sit and I twirl
Both at once
The correct impossibility of this anomaly
Simply wraps reason into a ball of yarn
Then pulls one end
Until it is spinning in place
Like I am