creeping around an empty house, mind all helter skelter as i make my way to the kitchen, nervously eyeballing the open window blinds and looking out, earnestly expecting sniper's bullets and peeping toms and whatever other terrible thing that could be lurking just outside, another day in the trenches as i soldier on and keep … Continue reading “Just Doing Me”
Tag: paranoia
“Like A Deer Caught In The Headlights”
going out, i feel their eyes upon me, the eyes of the world, peering in and knowing what they know, turning me over and over and peeping in every crack in my broken down defenses, studying me silently, knowing my secrets, knowing what kind of person i am, the uninvited overstepping their boundaries and overstaying … Continue reading “Like A Deer Caught In The Headlights”
“Quick Glance”
driving along and i catch a sideways glance from my father and i wonder if he can hear what i'm thinking and if that's the reason for the look or if i'm altogether wrong and off in my perception and there's nothing going on at all, the damnable thing i have no way of knowing … Continue reading “Quick Glance”
“Going To Town”
breaking out of my daily routine, i get myself together and take a ride with my mother, who is good at this sort of thing, and run a necessary errand in the busiest part of town, traffic everywhere, people coming and going and all listening to my thoughts and there i sat, trapped and counting … Continue reading “Going To Town”
“Goon Squad”
i wonder if they will come for me today, kicking in the door or maybe something more subtle, pulling me over and arresting me on some bogus charge, the way i spend my life, waiting for the other shoe to drop and the goon squad to show their faces and do what they do, the … Continue reading “Goon Squad”
“High Alert”
eyebrows furrowed as i sit thinking, always thinking, always going over and over in my mind the thoughts that loom in the darkness, sinister plots and all sorts of dismal possibilities, the fruit of a mind that never sleeps and is a little too active for its own good, ever aware and on high alert … Continue reading “High Alert”
“Sniper”
sitting in the kitchen, staring at the open window blinds and wondering if the snipers are gonna snipe me is just par for the course as i nervously sip my coffee and go over the likelihood of being killed this way, feeling like a target in my own home with nowhere to escape to, some … Continue reading “Sniper”
“Night Vision”
feeling like i'm tempting fate just by sitting at the kitchen table and wondering if a sniper's bullet will find me tonight, i sit and wait on another pot of coffee to brew, casting anxious glances towards the window with its closed blinds and the back door with its wide open panes of glass, peering … Continue reading “Night Vision”
