Well in the frog

At the bottom of the world
Was the well with its waters
Seemingly moving in a sky
When we bent over its rim.

As our bodies leaned we heard
A rattle in bones, an eye whirl
As in infinity a dwarf measured
On a demon king’s bent head.

Vertigo was a matter of the ear.
The frog in the side wall did not
Experience it , as was evident
In a cool croak our ears heard.

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