High Collateral

High Collateral 

 

 

the clock ticks oh so slowly

he stares at me with his pen nudging margins

in a tiny notebook, 

the size of his empathy

 

i speak monotonous minutes

of gibberish,

since my brain is so disconnected

and for so long the socket is soaked

with the shock of the past

 

i'm trying again to reach now

but the hands of the face of time

 

push me away from myself

and the margins widen

the writing indecipherable 

when the hour is up,

he says---"bring your heart back in same

time next week"

 

while his eyes add

 

"and we will drain some more of your emotions

as well as your bank account,"

 

and i know there will be no chance

of getting better from you.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/12/16

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

I had a similar experience with a VA counselor. He played with his script pad, befriending his eardrums in some far away dream. He wrote me a script for anti depression. I threw it away!

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

some teachers get this way....so routine, they are oblivious that there are even students in the room at all.

j.

[Matching Socks]

Crazy eh?
That we pay someone just to listen.
If only your heart would listen to your brain and sometimes vica versa

[jacob erin-cilberto]

but they both put cotton in their ears...and we are caught in the middle.

thank you, Ana.

j.

[Matching Socks]

Yes, that's true!

[Nisreen]

I never believed in psychiatry they make good money
and solve little
and they know alot
feels like buying a really famous car
that never shifts gear
meant to go fast
but never will

Smart one

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Curiosity...

j.