Jungian Therapists, Ladies w/ Mullets —
Joseph Osel
i had just awoken when
the voices arrived
i dressed
found my shoes
and slid them
on
on my way to the psychologist
the voices grew slightly
hostel
they don’t like to be eradicated
when i arrived at the office
i waited until i was called
i sat
in a chair
and
talked
talked
talked
but i did not hear myself
because
the voices
talked over my real
voice
insistently
after fifty
minutes had past
i got up and
happily
walked out
of there
on the way home
i stopped at a café
called Fuel
there were two beautiful
women behind the counter
almost too good looking
the only thing was
they both had very
pronounced mullets
i ordered a 12oz coffee
then added
cream and two sugar cubes
i walked towards the exit
the voices were silent
it was the beginning of another
very confusing day
_
Joseph Osel is an editor and writer.
Joseph Osel
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the voices arrived
i dressed
found my shoes
and slid them
on
on my way to the psychologist
the voices grew slightly
hostel
they don’t like to be eradicated
when i arrived at the office
i waited until i was called
i sat
in a chair
and
talked
talked
talked
but i did not hear myself
because
the voices
talked over my real
voice
insistently
after fifty
minutes had past
i got up and
happily
walked out
of there
on the way home
i stopped at a café
called Fuel
there were two beautiful
women behind the counter
almost too good looking
the only thing was
they both had very
pronounced mullets
i ordered a 12oz coffee
then added
cream and two sugar cubes
i walked towards the exit
the voices were silent
it was the beginning of another
very confusing day
_
Joseph Osel is an editor and writer.
