Axis (or: Choose How It Ends for Some Sense of Control)

She said don’t be sad
when she flipped my world,

said not to forget
blue skies can be under us, too—

that half of the earth
is always in dark

no matter how fast
we turn toward the sun,

that words up and down
are relative terms

(A)
when everything’s
relative here.

(B)
when everything’s
upside-down now.

(C)
when everything’s
drifting in space.

(D)
when everything’s
spinning away.

Axis (or: Choose How It Ends for Some Sense of Control)

(E)
when everything’s
falling apart.