vervain______

this is
how it
is.
alone
and the
hike
up and
down hills,
mushrooms trampled,
slipping
off
rocks.
that
familar
vortex
my ankle turning
and
the feeling of
being
watched.
i almost surrendered
my body
to a
possesion
but decided
against it.
i apoligized instead.
i'm out of practice,
anyway,
i told her.
i spend too
much time
believing in
what i see,
enjoying the
taste of food,
spying
on
my
nieghbor.