My therapist
The one
Assigned to me
For my personal
Slavery of forced talkings
Her smile always
So damn genuine when
She looks at me-
Her name I forget-
Brings me an herbal
Concoction she claims
Is tea.
She sits with me
As I stare into
The minty green.
I tell her tea is
An agricultural
Product of the
Leaves, leaf buds,
And internodes
Of the majestic
Camellia sinensis
Plant.
And whatever this
Mockery is it is not
Tea- she laughs with me.
I feel my anger loosen
Despite everything,
She's trying so hard
For me, and I am a shit.
Always
She sips hers and
Offers that it isn't so bad
I sigh and drink and sigh
Okay, Okay, Tea also
Can be a reference to
Any beverage made from
Cured leaves and water,
But believe me when
I tell you this is still
A bit of a mockery.
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The Weightless One
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