what's up with that?

so what have we learned

so far,

i ask the therapist

as she looks at her watch

trying to get me

out of there.

there's a crying woman

in the waiting room,

pulling her hair out,

waiting her turn

on the couch.

what have we learned?

she asks.

well. i think you're better

now. maybe a tune up

now and again,

and not our weekly sessions.

you haven't really had

any problems to talk about

in the last two years.

all you do is talk about

your observational takes

on the world. 

doing your thing, like

we're in a Seinfeld episode.

i write her the check,

and stretch my arms over

my head.

have you ever noticed

how pigeons almost prefer

walking around,

than they do flying when

you're in the park?

what's up with that?