II

There’s a split in my reality 
 every morning and night. 
 When what I see doubles 
 into this hallucination like state, 
 my brain is confused. My eyes 
 don’t work together for longer than 
 twelve hours a day. Individually,
 they’re fine. Left is down 
 and right is up. If I cover one, 
 my vision is single and up 
 or single and down. 
 Whatever I’m looking at 
 will move to a different space 
 without me moving my head. 
 I try my best to fight it until 
 my eyes are no longer cooperating 
 and I’m forced to go to bed.