A Hard Therapy Session

There’s a new mountain range on those abs
I’ve never crossed, explored, or camped on, Doc,
and while I wish to reach out, plot my exhibition,
who knows the flags flying atop those peaks.

I’ve hidden under his rainbow before,
and there’s no pot of gold, only pot,
groovy music, and a colorful umbrella,
fully functional and flapping in the wind.

My vermillion toes tingling in his surf, Doc,
and coconut legs fallen from other trees
are only drupes feigning almond
after hours of careful soaking in sun.

He has that hat on again, and it makes
me feel like the heroine in a Croc. Dundee film.
His smile a full moon and there’s only one moon.
Doc, I thought I’d given up on attraction to the lunes.

Sexiness is buried in that grin,
I take another sip of gin, depression,
yeah, thanks for the hard session.

©K.Hartless, 2021, All Rights Reserved


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This piece is inspired by “A Hard Body of Life” which can be found in a great collection of short fiction, “Wading on the Moon.”  

Artwork by Tim Sanders


28 Comments

  1. msjadeli

    As I read this all I can think of is a bad boy who I know will leave me crying in the end. I love the format of you laying this out to your doc. I also like the cliffhanger. Will she or won’t she go exploring those mountains under the only moon…

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  2. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES

    Love this. Having been in therapy, I relate to this off center poetic reality that the mind makes up behind the scenes. It says so much more than just talk therapy can.

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  3. writingwhatnots

    It seems to me the poem has an air of sassiness/flippancy (who knows the flags flying atop those peaks/no pot of gold, only pot) – hiding the pain of the speaker. I wonder what advice the therapist gave? Great read.

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  4. robtkistner

    Well written K! I celebrate the veracity and power of your words. May you continue always sharing only your authentic self — that alone makes you genuine, meaningful to read, and of worth to be heard! Síocháin!

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