Morning bends the sun
to the task of finding a
way to dark of night.
It seems always to
be uphill to the western
arc of horizon.
I feel the edge rise;
thank goodness for gravity;
I’d fall to the sky.
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Narble Furt Lives 
It really does seem that way sometimes, doesn’t it?
Sometimes, you can almost feel the earth spinning.
Wouldn’t mind falling to the sky.
It would certainly be an odd sensation. 🙂