It has always been right
but after one blink
it is all different
The ceiling is rather full
crowded with stuff
the floor is very empty
The world seems
to be turned around
all appears upside down
Looking out
cars are up, clouds are down
no earth below
The creapiest sight
horrific to watch
wanting to scream
While all that
from sitting down
to standing
and then fall up
'Upside down' © Rob Knetsch 2013
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