Saturday, July 7, 2012

therapy session

your therapist believes
that you are making
nice progress and that
one day you will be
able to say that the glass
is either half full, or
half empty, not spilled
across the rug staining
it beyond repair, causing
you to go online and
shop until two in
the morning to find
a quick replacement.
you're coming along
nicely, she says. your
spending is down,
this week you've only
purchased two new
pair of shoes, necessary,
you tell her, and a half
a dozen t-shirts, also
needed. you've
managed to reduce
your intake of ice cream
to just one dairy queen
blizzard a week.
i feel that we are making
progress, she says,
smiling from across
the room, chewing
on her glasses.

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