My

Because my diagnosis,

borderline

personality disorder,

the physician said

just focus on 

having one day to live.

Now,

a

sunrise stipend 

serotonin inhibitor 

and an open window.

Winter’s 

wet morning,

daydream drifting 

with the sound 

of a distant car engine.

Soon someone else 

and a short 

Saturday sojourn 

into the city.

Here I am anybody.

Nobody.

Repeatedly.

At the same time.