And I Smoke Hot Mulligan

Fractal, how the pattern repeats itself
Its smallest details repeat indefinite
I hear a voice from an empty room make small talk

Move out, a new place that I don't know
Its smallest details are unfamiliar
Sit still in the shower until I feel alone
My doctor
Taught me techniques, she said

Regulate my breath, relax my jaw, and say my affirmations
Playing with my fingers, the door is
Just open enough so I wonder
Who is there?
My throat feels like it's full of hair
My chest lights a flame under every breath
I choke where I stand
My senses flare at the drop of a pin, I'm alone

Break the key off in its lock
Assure I'm by myself
And still the footfalls follow close
Although I know there's nothing there
The doctors order
Techniques they taught