therapist's eyes
when she asked me if i was
worried if i'd ever
find someone else again.
if that was the reason i wouldn't
kick the nut cake out
of my house.
and i said, too quickly,
hell no. that's the least of my
worries.
you can just go online and it's
like shooting fish in a barrel.
oh my, she said, and scribbled
something down on her
yellow legal pad.
it seemed to be a turning point
of some sort.
that i was more troubled
than she realized. this could
take years.
it was a cha ching moment.
i could almost hear
her credit card being swiped
at Neiman Marcus.
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