Shrinks Poems - Poems about Shrinks

I am not taking about an apocalypse I am not talking about humanity’s ultimate collapse I am not talking about shores battling oceans This is not about earthquakes inhaling hurricanes This is about the threats to everyday relationships The rupture of the tapestry of phratry and friendships The storms of sweat that flow as our inside breaks apart I am talking about...

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I here lie the remains of savior-imposters lots of canned answers from textbooks they knew: peace & reconciliation will be their ruin so, divorce or hate, were prolonged a tad shrinks who didn't show you peace and reconciliation ... until you'd paid their bank loan first! II here lie the greedy bones of quacks (OK, not quite) like Sigmund Freud their father, for eyes:...

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Everyone is a freak, Everyone is a psycho, Everybody makes typoes, Every soul is unique. Accept your unique flaws - Psychological disease. Would your happiness increase Some bird watching at dawn. Don't be afraid of shrinks: All of them are psychoes too. All means are good even glue - Do not let yourself sink. Shrinks often can provide Piece of good advice at times,...

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Once attending professional course Shrinks attempted to fix mind flaws They gorged on cocaine But primitive brain Has failed to achieve sacred pause...

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Once a crowd of shrinks with goatees Tried to put their mind at ease They tried medication And then meditation But failed to achieve their bliss...

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You know i want to talk about shrinks(therapist)specifically all the bull crap they cause. All the lies they ever told about confidentiality and how they would be there in the worst to hold your hand.They seemed like god cause they knew what youd say before you said it.They helped you put those bad thoughts in a box...

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Nancy's Shrink, goddess, Yes we write of life and all the strife, and the mind ferrets,will want to know today, does ya hate ya momma, dadda, was they really nasty badder, or did ya personality, really blossom just this way? Could we earn anudder dollar, could we squeeze out, a little holler, cos me gambling has dropped me cheque book, lotsa smaller, this i...

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