Session

ModernBard

Patient:

In the middle of the night I awake,

Not to shake-and-bake but to maybe take

A moment to reslake

My thirst for life increasing.

All this trenchant people-pleasing

Had me down in such a way,

I cannot relay, convey or replay

That most important thing to say.

 

Psychologist:

Well, okay. I think we’re done.

You no longer need my aid.

Being your ear has been much fun.

I hope I made the grade.

 

Patient:

Yes, you did, Doc. And then some.

And your winsome approach was awesome!

I can only hope to maintain

Some condition as plain

And devoid of excitement

As is pain remote from delightment.

  • Author: ModernBard (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 26th, 2022 08:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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