i am neither certain nor uncertain

at once you may feel

too much of any one thing

or too little

(leave it all behind)

clashing of footsteps on the stairs just

behind you

remember when you used to think hands

would grab your ankles going down the basement stairs

just like the

fridge door shutting in the middle of the night

and

should you be afraid of the dark

or not

(leave it all behind)

its not the same sky

just

the same breath of dark