Intake Appointment (Impulsiveness and recklessness noted)

Georgia Park/Private Bad Thoughts

An anonymous collective of poetry

I could get diagnosed with paranoia

or that could’ve really been a private investigator

outside of my apartment last evening

And it could be said that I have issues with rage

or maybe I’m just pissed at the psychiatrist

I tell him, ” I can smell

your little bipolar sniffing

investigation from a mile away,

i studied psychology and lived

with mental patients; let me tell you now,

I don’t have it.”  “Ok,” he says “But do you feel

that you’re anxiety and depression

are cyclical? Do you go through periods

where you feel like you can do anything?”

“I feel like that’s a trick question.

Listen, it’s not my fault or unrealistic

I can do anything if I set my mind to it.

I feel like I’m killing this.”

“Uh-huh, and is that a scar i see on your wrist?”

“No, that’s a cigarette burn.

Here are the scars…

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Author: Sudden Denouement

A Global Literary Collective

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