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Talk Therapy As Fulcrum To Leverage Psychological Ills

Talk Therapy As Fulcrum To Leverage Psychological Ills

Oh...and hello
to you, some hours past, I
returned from counseling,
(hence this boy yent -

albeit beastie boy
figuratively basking
in fading afterglow)
great kickstarter session,

countless moments ago,
sans treatment plan,
she facilitated emotional airflow
i.e. Stephanie Dodds,

(sat straight as an arrow)
whereat this client purged, avow
hid lee, his psycho
logical reflux backflow

(Matthew Scott Harris) did crow
as said professionally trained
medicine woman actively listened,
(no doubt other male patients

similar to yours truly entertained
(alignment with see
thing hormonal concurrence,
where ego super vies iz

Id dee hot - hook line, and sinker
attributed to Sigmund Freud,
who sired, midwifed, and fathered
psychoanalytic theories)

sexual kindled fantasies,
viz being bedfellow
this soul, hood doth not bellow,
but keeps mum

(during my allotted time),
yet willingly shares
with utter strangers
intimate gal olive

hunt ting fantasy,
that doth beshadow
obviously no intent to breach
such prurient thoughts, bestow

foolscap upon mine noggin,
and most definitely blow
future appointments
with aesthetically pleasing

(tomb maa cryptic) bowwow
wing hot diggity
dog inner primate, perhaps,
and not surprisingly get brow

beaten, where dire
erect tor of facility
wilt hell me
"go take a hike to

penile solitary bungalow,"
where all manner of
libidinous desires wanna burrow
(where warren peace

can thrive hare and now),
on par with rabbit - burr reader,
which confinement would
not principally peter out

till dawning transgression vetted,
and avered final cockrow
trumpeted, norte - til last cornrow
reaped, hence unable

to thwart counterblow
permanently, doth nada
different she hate
lustful zeal from eye

dims sum – genital fateful dayglow,
thence high lee
grant ting deathblow
to testosterone laden satiety,

randy proclivity, and
concupiscent adoration from
combine nation of #endow
ments to ghost of - Grant
yule leases eyebrow

raising candy cane upon fallow
da weeder foreshadow
wing sowing field of poetically
wet dreams plying fecund,
feminine, and fertile ground
godaddy on his gangplow.

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