I feel somewhat dizzy

He pierced through me
With his piercing blue eyes
And told me to run in circles,
It wasn’t his eyes that spoke to me,
It was that somehow, someway
Other eyes stared at me via his own,
That’s why they pierced,
There were a million eyes in his

So I and the million others,
We ran in circles
So the dizziness had its genesis

We ran and ran,
Our heads on swivels,
Mine, in fact, I say
For the others seemed comfortable,
Like the dizziness was a commodity,
Their swivels turned only when their feet turned,
Mine turned to look at them, those around me,
I’m starting to feel sick

The eyes told us to play games in circles,
The ones playing with me even told me so,
It must be the Island of Lotus Eaters!
Those flowers I say!
They make me sick I say!
Bear with me.

They ate that flower,
And it fills me with an enigma of fear,
For they seem so comfortable there,
Hiding behind their skin
So my head swivels and swivels,
Adding to the dizziness of this flower,
The one in which they forced my mind into
The center of the petals

They’re enamored with it, that flower
They glorify it even,
The eyes they speak,
And when they do they say they see
More clearly the world at large
When their vision is spun,
Playing that same old blue record
That beats them black and blue

I can hear those circular footsteps,
Pitter-pattering from within the circumference of my mind
It feels as if they might burst forth
From my eyes as the sound gets louder
And more intense, bringing forth postulation in their steps,
The postulation of my worth, my intrinsic worth
That is perhaps not so intrinsic
They question theirs as they walk too, though

It seems like our cogs are questionable,
Terrible a feeling is it, degrading most of all
That feeling that they’ll spin my eyes round and round
Until a broken record of questions brings
Irreparable damage to my eardrums
Yet in such a manner will we fly around,
Beating each other black and blue

It seems I’ve seen outside of us,
Something outside of the boxes and circles
We’ve drawn for each other,
Yet the more dizzying such a sight is,
The more they can say that I see none

I feel somewhat dizzy, again