Men in Therapy
#1
My therapist asked how I was feeling.
I told her people are idiots.
She then asked me how I was feeling.
I said living is a lot of work.
Again, she asked how I was feeling.
I replied my wife is being a bitch.
Once more, she asked.
I responded, "I'm getting a raise at work."
Finally, she asked me to please answer the fucking question. How am I feeling?
I looked at her, puzzled, and said,
"For a therapist, you sure don't listen very well."
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#2
yes, yes, but how are you feeling Hysterical
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#3
(07-17-2013, 09:40 AM)Vistaldust Wrote:  My therapist asked how I was feeling.
I told her people are idiots.
She then asked me how I was feeling.
I said living is a lot of work.
Again, she asked how I was feeling.
I replied my wife is being a bitch.
Once more, she asked.
I responded, "I'm getting a raise at work."
Finally, she asked me to please answer the fucking question. How am I feeling?
I looked at her, puzzled, and said,
"For a therapist, you sure don't listen very well."
Vilstaldust,
If poems are a poet's window into themselves, well then I feel compelled to ask you ... "how are you feeling?" Smile
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#4
This is brilliant, I read it other day and laughed out loud at the end. Very funny and I like the way that you reel in the reader and deliver the line just after the right amount of suspense.
Cheers, thanks for the read.
feedback award wae aye man ye radgie
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#5
(07-22-2013, 04:52 AM)ambrosial revelation Wrote:  This is brilliant, I read it other day and laughed out loud at the end. Very funny and I like the way that you reel in the reader and deliver the line just after the right amount of suspense.
Cheers, thanks for the read.

Thanks, Ambrosial!

(07-19-2013, 07:09 PM)fim Wrote:  
(07-17-2013, 09:40 AM)Vistaldust Wrote:  My therapist asked how I was feeling.
I told her people are idiots.
She then asked me how I was feeling.
I said living is a lot of work.
Again, she asked how I was feeling.
I replied my wife is being a bitch.
Once more, she asked.
I responded, "I'm getting a raise at work."
Finally, she asked me to please answer the fucking question. How am I feeling?
I looked at her, puzzled, and said,
"For a therapist, you sure don't listen very well."
Vilstaldust,
If poems are a poet's window into themselves, well then I feel compelled to ask you ... "how are you feeling?" Smile
fim, how am I feeling?? Uhm, I'm working today. Smile. Actually, I feel joyous, with a slice of intense fear, topped off with two scoops adolescent shame.
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#6
Loooool. I love this Smile. It reminds me of a much less humorous therapy session I once had in which my therapist told me that I kept telling her how other people were feeling and responding in shared experiences I had with them, but that she couldn't find me in the stories I told her.
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#7
(07-23-2013, 02:31 AM)Rose Love Wrote:  Loooool. I love this Smile. It reminds me of a much less humorous therapy session I once had in which my therapist told me that I kept telling her how other people were feeling and responding in shared experiences I had with them, but that she couldn't find me in the stories I told her.

Double the lol's on that. I feel this way alot with my therapist which is why i go there and rant and barely let him talk. anyways i think the poem itself is a funny example of what medical professionals demand from the patients, or subjects, or whatever! lols!!
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#8
This is great. I just don't understand why you choose to put in quotations in one line and not the other?
I'll be there in a minute.
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#9
(07-25-2013, 02:18 AM)newsclippings Wrote:  This is great. I just don't understand why you choose to put in quotations in one line and not the other?

Thanks, newsclippings. I think I just got lazy on the quotes. I should have either placed quotes in all the responses or none at all.
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#10
(07-17-2013, 09:40 AM)Vistaldust Wrote:  My therapist asked how I was feeling.
I told her people are idiots.
She then asked me how I was feeling.
I said living is a lot of work.
Again, she asked how I was feeling.
I replied my wife is being a bitch.
Once more, she asked.
I responded, "I'm getting a raise at work."
Finally, she asked me to please answer the fucking question. How am I feeling?
I looked at her, puzzled, and said,
"For a therapist, you sure don't listen very well."

ahha good short piece. I agree with NC, I didnt get why some were in quotes and others were not. Probably make them all quotes and it would pop more.
I once told this blond chick to screw in a light bulb..

She got naked and asked "how do I get in it?"
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