Wednesday, January 6, 2010


I get my therapy over the phone -
She pushes happy pills in between cam shows.
“Take two of these and call me in the morning... Dahlin.”
I receive the anti-depressants in the mail in a plain brown wrapper.
Sure… her silk feels good against my naked skin.
But all ll I really needed was a
- Valium.

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2007

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