As though I were a psychoanalyst.

I'm in the mood

for your musings.

Release

with eyewitness

memory

the talking cure,

byte by byte, 

word by word.

To deduce

unruly angers,

tumultuous loves,

and concrete

notions

deep within

your unconscious

is my sworn

ambition.

Conceivably,

I may unravel

your reveries

for years.

How strange

I too

express thoughts

in similar ways!

So talk to me

through poetry.

Let us 

get comfortable,

I'll listen 

if you will.

Author's Note

Are reviewers, in some strange way, psychoanalysts?

Reviews

[B. Boileau]

It seems sometimes we are psychoanalysts. We get caught up I'm messages and express our views rather than review the actual writing.
But hey, why not? Makes for some very interesting conversations. In my mind some of the best poetry invokes thought and conversation.
well written, with a nice rythm.
bill

[Cherry]

Thank you for the review.

[SleeplessVolcano]

I think you are closer to the truth than what you may think. The barriers in our minds may hinder a professional to unravel our stubborn idiosyncrasies, yet poetry often may reveal, even if unintentionally, those depths we may have tried to kept hidden.

The invitation to the reader in this poem is non-threatening and comforting, stirring a willingness to share.

Hey, I have a brilliant idea for you.......start poetry classes for psycho-analysts!! Who knows, maybe the romanticism of Shakespeare may get them further than the cold analysis of Freud or Jung.....:)

Great poetry!

[Cherry]

lol, thank you for checking it out.