Rotation of the Earth

The beating drums
Ring in my walls
And through the building
In the halls.

There’s no escaping
The pulsating sounds
Ringing in my ears
Or the vibrations through the ground

I think I’d like to dance
But I cannot
I am disoriented
By the movement of the earth
As its rotation
Exponentially increases

And so I stand on both feet
Trying to keep my balance
Trying not to fall
As the sphere
Tries to shake me off
And the clouds pull me towards them.