just my 19th nervous breakdown
it was daytime and i realized i feared
being in the sun. then, when it was
nighttime, i noticed that the moon was
menacing me. i could not determine
whether this was the way it had always
been, and i’d always just cockroached my
way through the daytimes and the
nighttimes…or if my being so thoroughly
terrorized had materialized with suddenness.
with help and, in large parts, luck, the daytimes
and nighttimes were made into different
beasts altogether, and i was able to coerce myself
into believing that these altogether different
beasts were nothing to be afraid of.