Therapists

they want to fix you
take an hour at a time
while counting crows
on the windowsill
as you blurt out feelings
without shedding a tear
knowing you should not
show weakness or fear.
You will satisfy your urge
when the therapist asks
how long has this been
a problem for you
and in your own words
politely respond
it’s not a problem for me
rather, a mystery for others
for they see blue, I red
and when lips move
I hear all their dread.
Therapists collect info
like banks cash
smile and nod a few times
say same time next week
then open the door
bid you farewell
as you try to acknowledge
just what to hell
is real…

burn baby burn

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