Therapy

There’s something good about having this brain. I like having a stain. Sunday closes a lot of things. As if businesses have wings. There’s no such thing as a twenty dollar bill. There’s no chatter on that window sill. Laughing is all I wish to do. You can’t shatter all my glue. They gave me a blanket. It costs nothing to cover myself with it. Give me some money and I’ll buy bones and glue. When you’re like me, there’s nothing to do. I got a new head two years ago. They told me I shouldn’t even know. Therapy costs a lot these days. Do you remember the haze? Therapy is the only… Way not to be lonely… A whooshing sound… A therapist looking around… My therapist is drinking tea alone this Sunday. So I am here until Friday.