Productive Paranoia

I’m experiencing one of those rare fleeting moments

When everything seems to be coming together.

You know, the kind that happens

Right before something goes awry

And everything skews as wrong the other way.


But I’m not waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I’ll search until I find my thorn

Most often in the most unexpected place

How could I have not seen it coming!

Call me paranoid, but if I find it before it pricks me

At least it’s productive paranoia.