“If you think it pays to fool him then fool him. Who will be the loser? If you think he can help you, and not yourself, then stick to him until you rot.”
—Henry Miller, Sexus
It has to be said, that some therapists
Can make good muses, because why
Go to therapy yourself, when cases
Will pay to come to you? And now
We’ve understood this, us
“Clients”
Can turn up to therapy feigning powerlessness, only
Armed with a secret pen
Or paintbrush, and we can subtly
Capture the therapist’s gaps. So it’s like a very expensive
Life drawing class! Though
It could actually be a bargain: take your worst self
Along with you, and the therapist
Will throw their insides—unawares—out
On to you, in turn providing you with content
For life; only you might then leave
With some of their baggage too, which means you
Won’t be the one left feeling better (but you will
Have loads of poetry). And then you’ll look around
Outside after? And there were actually no teachers anyway!
There never has been! It was a completely
Unregulated class! Such an abstract
Exercise. Well you wrote it! And my o my: so I did! Thanks
For pointing that out to me! Normality restored, the “patient”
Can then disappear, allowing the therapist’s
Career to flourish, while they’ll have attained
New knowledge of who they can’t support
Also, because don’t we make them cross: terrible! Though aren’t
We fascinating cases too! In the meantime
The “clients” and “classes” can run themselves
Into the ground.
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