Panic Valentine

I had a panic attack in reverse
I couldn’t get enough of the outside
I kept craving more and more
of the outside until I was
completely outside myself.

A pond flopping about
pretending it isn’t caught
and someone running in the trees
past the winter lepers
undergoing their cures.

And filling in the bruises
someone running back
and forth covered with houses
bridges and dead traffic
like a brave in the woods.