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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Psychology >> ID #1580996  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
I Insist on Denial: My Therapy of Choice
Free verse, and my personal take on psychoanalysis.
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Therapy is the addiction of the age
Shrinks to wrap our minds
Tighten the loose screws and
Send them shiny bright new into the world.

A therapist is our era’s magician,
She can mine the nuggets our
Ore bodies hide and polish
Them to jewels we can see
Sparkling in the dark.

Or, if you prefer, a therapist
Will muck about with you
In the sewers, removing chunks
of shit for analysis and
Disposal, or display.
Again, as you prefer.

Therapy enfolds aspects from
Acupuncture and Massage
to Analysis and Meditation.
It can be done walking, talking
Sitting or lying -
It can transform or
Stall, obsess or bore.

A malleable monster.
A beast or a knight – But
Always a mage – A transformer
Electric or acoustic.




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