therapy

i'll meet with my doctor
today.
my shrink, my confidant,
my
mother and father wrapped
into one
warm heart.
i'll tell her about
the week,
the days behind, what
may lie ahead.
she'll nod and smile,
drop a tear or two,
give me words of studied
advice.
she'll tell me to breathe.
to meditate, to eat
and sleep.
she'll offer a book or
two to read.
then the hour is up,
and i'll write the check.