Discrepancies in the Signals

Absolute relativity’s hard
To keep in mind, to live with, live by,
As a member of a species built

For membership, for absolute faith
In relationships, absolution
For and from relatives, deities.

You can feel the frames of reference shift,
But you feel each more strongly as right
As you feel it, a carnival ride

That starts you upright, cylindrical
In a metal ring that spins, faster
And faster, centrifugal force,

Until you’re flat on your back against
A vertical wall, convinced the wall’s
The ground, and you are just lying down,

And it’s the other folks fixed in place
Opposite you, mysteriously,
Forebodingly, hanging over you.