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NYC Therapy

I woke, and hearing strange noises, it took me some time to realize where I was.

Ah, yes. Sheepshead Bay. Visiting, well, someone.

Gradually, amongst the haze, I remembered I had an appointment today, to see a therapist. Of course, when in New York, do as Romans!

Therapist.

Indeed, as I wait, I see the letters differently, more clearly: The-rapist, yes, the Rapist!

Nein danke!

My mind is messed up enough,

determinedly, I walk away.

Behind me, beseechingly, the receptionist calls…

(To be continued…)

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

5

She had potential, they say,

and now,

*look* what she has become…

It’s too bad,

it’s such a shame…

But she decided

she didn’t want to play the game.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat