Seasonal Affective Disorder

It was the summer of cucumber mosaic virus—

                           // summer of fuzzy-edged insomnia //

                                        // summer of creeping suicidal ideation //

Blistering temperatures, tears, treatments

were followed by the fall of misaligned incentives—

                         // fall of restless legs and unrepentant souls //

                                      // fall of cremation without burial //

Brutal, these times, temperaments, trajectories,

all led endlessly to yet one more:

                                     // another season of despair //

So, I simply stopped

                       // keeping calendars //