Wednesday, April 27, 2011

I'm a Patient

I have a therapist who lives in the UK. Instead of laying on her couch with my face to the ceiling, she comes to me and I can sit any way I please. Her voice is calming and mollifies my troubled head. Her name is Dr. Marling and I listen while she sings poetry over soft acoustic melodies. She knows her own woes and shares them with the world, and when she has none, she makes up stories to please the crowds. She has many patients in the underground circle and we listen. I listen and sing along because she tends to sing my affections and my quiet contempt. Look into making an appointment between now and always.

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