The Unbraiding
The Unbraiding
Had he seen the psychiatrist then,
nine years and six children ago,
he’s certain the doctor would have said,
“Never mind whether you should marry the girl.
That’s not the question.
Go home and go to bed.
Come see me next Tuesday at ten.
We’ll begin to unbraid you.”
Donal Mahoney
Copyright © Donal Mahoney | Year Posted 2010
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