FORMS OF THERAPY

KYLE CALLED IT THERAPY
I DRANK SEVEN BEERS
I SAID, KYLE YOU ARE RIGHT
WE LEFT THE HOUSE AND WALKED TO A BAR
I DRANK A WHISKEY SOUR AND A GIN AND TONIC
I FELT LIKE WATER DISPLACED BY A NUCLEAR SUBMARINE
I BOUGHT THREE PBR'S
ONE FOR ME
ONE FOR STEVE
ONE FOR KYLE
I SMOKED THE REST OF MY CIGARETTES
I TALKED TO STEVE ABOUT THE OLYMPICS
I TOLD HIM ABOUT OLYMPIC PARK
AND THE BOMBING
AND HOW I STOOD THERE
SEVERAL HOURS BEFORE IT EXPLODED
AND HOW I DIDN'T GIVE A FUCK
AND FELT NOTHING
AND STILL FEEL NOTHING