after a long butterdrawn workaday wednesday [ the afternoons they do
so drag along my friends ] ::: i decided that perhaps i should consult
my vaRy good friend mar von janko concerning my recent abductions :::
since i stopped any form of psychotherapies long ago [ perhaps 10 or 11
years ago following my state of curedness ] i have not really
had any longterm continued conversations as such w/ anyone but mar
& so following this near-traumatic event i thought it
only logical to engage discourse w/ him ::: >>>
i stopped by par random at his little abode ::: the sun was still up
& out when i knocked on his door [ his buzzer is brokeN ] ::: >>>
mar was wearing a rather tight black t-shirt w/ red trim smoking
invited me in for some coffee w/ a pat on the back & a big
sh!t-eating grin ::: >>>
inside janko has many candles lit & things smell slightly
of spunk & baking ::: there is much natural sunlight in his place
::: he is really quite cheery in general & is always willing to lend
an open ear to my paranoia & predicament ::: he pours me a coffee
w/ his back to me & turns head & neck slightly to engage eyes
as i begin to tell him of my recent abduction & the events surrounding
my period of disappearance | reappearance ::: >>>
he listens intently ::: nods occasional ::: & then as if not
hearing me at all begins to conjecture that i have either made
all of this up or dreamt this entirely ::: perhaps i am delusional :::
he recommends i see a ladyfriend of his who is not a full out psychiatrist
but practices as a phsychological counsellor [ & is also into
much new age remedy & healing i surmise by the 'third eye' on the
business card ] ::: we talk a bit & much of our remaining conversation
dwells in the land of theory & conjecture lots of 'what ifs'
& 'perhapses' ::: >>>
i stay for dinner & into the night a bit ::: we watch a bit of porno
on some cable station he has ::: i leave w/ my mind & loins spinning
in all directions ::: >>>
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