i’ve heard it referred to as “the witch”
something that comes to visit at night
when the wind carries more than the cold
i just want the assurance that there’s nothing wrong with me
at least beyond what i already know is there
like a mare that sits on my chest
or a voice that calls me into the other room
time moves differently through the haze
i’m trying to hold onto something
that i can’t see
suddenly my mind trails off and
now i’m thinking about the witch again