therapy is going well, we all agree
I smoked twice today though, also true
finished off my self-medicating stash
with a dance party to The Weeknd balanced
iPad recorded my efforts. head nod.
two therapists, two paradigms of
healing, and my own acknowledging
an intellectual mind loves to spar
with like minds, developing beings playing
nice to pay the bills. head nod.
I’m paying nothing either, save the
stories I may tell of this to them
they always want the juice, don’t they
I, too, offer a hefty pour of pain, pussy
struggles, parents, pay the bills. head nod.
one says to dance it out, collagen
for a leaky gut. note that its his karma, to deal
with you. the other smiles more kindly
his own elephant still in some bits,
outside. sit with it, he says. head nod.
neither men take the whole truth, nor dozens
who I paid before, yet they swallow some
mixed, shaken, and ground up and taken
sipped on slowly, chewed with a note
in the margin, time ticks on. head nod.
see you friday on zoom? head nod.