a therapist sits
stares at an empty couch.
the second hand runs a marathon
eyes glance to the door
the knob does not move.
light from the hallway
sneaks into the room,
diplomas certificates paintings
close in on the shrink
until a deep breath blows
everything back to normal proportions.
shadows from the hallway
breaks the beam of light.
the shadow's owner
paces up and down the hallway
as the therapist waits
for the door to open.
