After the first

Perspective changes with experience.  After seizure #2 at the halfway house, while in training for substance abuse counseling,  I remember sharing with the men in my group: I am Catharine and I am an epileptic.  Yep, perspective changes, maybe slowly, maybe in fits and starts, but change comes, nonetheless.

After the first seizure,

I tried to bring

Another one on,

Stood on my head,

Cushions all around.

Nothing came.

Four years,

Six seizures on,

I am not so inclined

To lure seizures

From the abyss

Where they live,

Where they sleep.

I would rather

Tuck them in

For a nice long nap.