“I think you’ve created some delusions to survive.” 

it’s his smugness
that pinches.
I’m trying not to scrape
a letter opener across my
eye and all I think to say
is
well shit, good doctor
I’m cured, all I have to
do is live in REALiTY
I emphasize the last word
and I can finally THRIVE
and LIVE PEACEFULLY
as I casually continue
these six mile walks a day
until my knees collapse
underneath me and I am
rendered useless to all.
you are, doubtlessly,
pure genius.


but I am also suddenly talking
in an Australian accent
and I have stood up
fists balled
where he sees I have somehow
gotten hold of his letter opener
to soothe my nerves
so this
is
where
detention
begins.

“detention”

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