Sunday, 12 March 2017

At Odds

I've been to see the shrink
Where it makes you think
Of role playing, and acting the part without
bite and bark, as the frustration of negation
in partaking in understanding the demanding
Time of the psychiatrist and his patience with adherence
Of my deliverance  of intellectual perseverance in argument against his skills
At dishing out pills to my detrimental ills - and as I slumber,
Thunder, under the spell of negative hell, I wonder and ponder as to what lays on yonder.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 12/03/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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