CONVERSENSATIONALISM

therapist

i paid a Man
who
sat me down,
stared into the screen of
His computer
asked His questions
listened to His
patient
raised His eyebrows
planned His foray
checked His Watch
watched His check-
list
     turn to pâpier-maché

as I
sat him down
with a small sentiment:

i know i’m probably wrong.
“well, I think you might be right, actually”

I took My money
and was gone.