PARANOIAC

Fugitive flickers of light

Once or twice draw me to squint

And peer out the window.

A man's voice mentions shooting.

At once I'm set back on my heels -

A real PTSD flashback!

Trigger warning: cameras and guns

Shooting everyone in a hard

Moment somewhere in Chicago.

(Though more seldom does such

Seem to happen in those winters,

You ever notice? People!)

[NOTE: Yes, that's right: killer paparazzi, outside in the dark. My though they are a gabby bunch. Sets me to flying by the gibbet, what! (Full disclosure, I have Bipolar II disorder and schizoaffective disorder. But what's that among chums like these? Cheese 🧀!)]