i want to make this quick
like marriage
scream at the penis
fuck ringless
shrug
and then kiss morning
on the nose
(goodbye honey. don't forget to pick up some milk)
it really is quite simple, doc
i am as ambitious as an ashtray
easy to graze and gray
and yes i pray
to donut holes and holy socks
that anger and air stay free
otherwise i can't afford the credit card fee
yes please laugh
or i'll do it for you
and then write a poem
that stutters and breaks off bits of my fatherless fingers
one knuckle to peter, one to paul
until, sweet mary, the only part left wiggling
is my belly
and when was my youth shaved and stabbed?
well, we only have a few more minutes
so we'll skip that for now
i'd rather talk about cats and cheesecake
how i once stood on my head for ten minutes straight
and other accomplishments that have nothing to do with having a vagina and viagra
or being late in blooming and getting the dry cleaning
i'm hiding, you say?
diverting and disassociating?
why yes, i'm damn good at dancing
mother taught me well
'sit up and smile, baby, being pretty isn't easy, but it sure beats a frown'
mama drama...what's that? another two thousand dollars?
yeah, just tell me 'jesus loves you' and hand over that cookie
okay, doc
one more minute to go
breathing in deeply
letting it all out and repeating:
i am good
i am beautiful
and the closet will not take me back to narnia
Author notes
It's sad when your cat is your therapist. But the upside is he works for Frisky's canned food. lol
A contest entry
- Dear therapist... by RechercheCadaver.
680 points, ended January 6, 13 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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LMFAO!! Dude, that video was so freakin' funny! And it's even funnier after watching Hot Rod last week. lol
"I'm freakin' pumped! I've been drinkin' green tea all damn day! My hat now. Totally, my hat now. TRASH!"
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When my id, (my darting, darling) is
cloistered in the well
and dismal ghosties prevail
i need only read
this smarter sister, so inflamed
with the nomenclature of saints
for my inner eye to leak
effervescent rain
and pry my aim from Jackson's overpass
for forty three lines...

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Nice rhyming. Anyways I'm bored at work and finally have the internet. The rhyme fuck ringless was the only part of the poem that didn't work for me it seemed slightly strained. The 'I want to make this quick like a marriage' was quite nice. I wonder do you know what ever became of billdavidson? I haven't read anything on this site in quite some time. I remember reading through almost all of snowcrash and then becoming a lazy ass and never finishing.
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It's also very funny! Damn, what with phone death threats don't I just wish!
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Boy can you write free verse! Very raw!


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This was really different, but has your amazing touch. I love kitties, heh. So glad to see a piece from you dear

Jeanette*~

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Hahaha. This is absolutely hilarious. A lot of clever lines and visuals like "it really is quite simple, doc
i am as ambitious as an ashtray" love that visual! and having your therapist as a cat...well, it sure saves money. Very random. Great entry for this contest.


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eeeee! i is back for another read and to give you more clappies =]


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Those are some great beginning lines about wanting this to be quick like marriage. They caught me off gaurd and made me think. What I really liked about this was that it was therapy with your cat. It just cracked me up. I loved that. I could see myself doing that too. You did a great job here.
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i want to make this quick
like marriage ... that first line gutted me and the rest of this piece sank its teeth in ... loved every last bit of it ... and dont worry . ... my cat Mr.BeatNick PurryPants ... he is working for basic dry food and some water ... haha!

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yay! yous back!!


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This totally touches me. It's so... poignant and provocative. Your writing reaches down into the gut of the mind and rips something sincere out. That is, of coure, if I didn't know you totally wrote out of your ass.


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fucking beautiful, as usual.
very thought evoking, very poignant.
I love it, and your words, once again, express so much more than they seem.
lovelove.
~Slip~

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only you could make me read a few stray rhymes and actually enjoy it all the way till the end


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great the way you link all this...
one door opens on to another
a lateral poem
gald your on my favorites

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priceless poetry - bookmarked
and yeah, i love your author notes,
too
it's good to read you, my
friend. very good.
love, lane

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Yes, this is good. The dis-association builds fragments into a glimpse of a soul that shimmers briefly, a shape that moves back into the closet but may yet be coaxed out for longer periods.


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Personally I think cats make good therapists... I have two. lol. Wouldn't it be nice if our closets did just that? Though I guess if they did you wouldn't have come back to write this powerful poem. Loved this; definitely relatable.


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Kudos...
Oh my, oh my, oh my. Spectacular! Absolutely fuck-a-doodle do! You just rat-a-tat all these brickbats and juggle all the proverbial balls with such style, so many statements and inscrutable observations, oh you are in a class of your own, a standing ovation, a wolf whistle, a high five and a drink behind the allpoetry bar for you from me!













