Feelings of suffocation
of her own doing. The filmstrip
plays over. Worry.
Worry that has no reason. One moment
happy, then calm. A few hours later, a trigger.
Triggers catch her by surprise. She begins
drowning in her own thoughts, reaching
for the surface, but sinking back down.
Unable to step back completely to get
perspective. Is the line curved this way or
That? She wants the level to feel balanced;
she doesn’t want to keep playing the reel in
her head, but at certain moments, it plays itself
and then the cycle starts back up. She knows it
will pass, but will it be too late? Will it dissolve
into fragments that cannot be brought back to onefine piece?