Long Psychotherapy Poems

In her soul she exposes naked memories and lust for life

          A rebel conceived in a flash of pure passion

      ...

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Her  m a d n e s s  was the result of an unfortunate series of events. The epilogue came to a halt as she was  b r o k e n...

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Tears fall from a round cherub face
Who feels her life is a big disgrace
Who feels she is just a charity case
Who takes up way too much space
Who knocked over the hand painted vase
From Italy
Because she...

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cinnamon seeps into the home and I can already smell the sugar crumble

a fragrance of childhood innocence captures memories and recollections

different times they were when fresh food could only be bought in season

or harvested from...

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I believe in the power of weather
And a teardrop from the sky is enough 

To keep me in bed all day;
The sad look of the moon

Is all it takes to get me crying again.
I believe...

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Yikes, aside from mental
     health re: psychotherapy,
     which haint the worse
cyst phase of being
     objectionably being called "old man",
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In a Zombie’s world
There is no up, only down
And the ground is hard

In a Zombie’s world
There’s no forward, only back
An the doors are barred

But a Zombie’s world
All is not at all as it seems
There are...

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My shadow is waiting patiently to yell at me,
reading Sartre's Being and Nothingness, my ankle
brushing against its thigh.

Too bad you had to sell your soul to stay alive!

There's something odd about it today, sometimes we're
kindered...

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Normally I am sober
Love to socialize
Never lose composure
Need no disguise

I am an IT engineer
I am a good husband
Clara my wife dear
Earns several thousand

We are a happy family
Except the deadly alter
As they say the insanity
Needs a...

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The Russian healer, 
who once kissed me in a New York restaurant bathroom,
 pulls me aside after  meditation class
and tells me I am broken,

My voice and words,
Lift and fall, halt and rush,
Peppered with question...

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CONCRETE WALLS

The darkness crashes down all around,
Like concrete walls that keep you bound.

I've heard we're a nation of pill poppers these days,
And that psychotherapy is all the rage.
I wonder if those who say such things
Know...

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I’m a bohemian girl
I wear my hair in curls,
I wear maxi skirts
And denim shirts.
I wear long earrings
And black stockings.
I like folk songs,
And pierced tongues.
I like Wittgenstein,
And Melanie Klein.
I had psychotherapy,
But it was given to me...

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I dreamt about an alligator
- what could that possibly mean?

Am I hoping that a lizard man
will slowly romance me?

Are my desires so primitive, so ancient
that we could come to some arraignment?

Would a silent and cold-blooded...

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Dear Patient, Welcome to the asylum of your mind.
Let’s get rid of the boundaries to which you’re confined.
Let’s sit down and discuss your medical record: 
Schizophrenic disorders, Anxiety, hemorrhages,
all documented in one-hundred-and-forty-nine pages.
There are some...

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Drowning the inner temperament babble, 
Every drop desperately taken to escape,
Attempt to suppress delusions from acts of travel,
The cure, a simply complex psychotherapy mandate.

In an irritate direction towards premonitory fate,
Compulsively obsessed self-cognition ignored,
Fear that nearby...

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