anamnesis
You’re having a breakdown,
but never mind. We’ll go
to the doctor right now.
--the medic, Chekhov
While coffee brews,
I read headlines in the paper,
pour half a cup
interrupting the inner-action
of water and bean
turn towards my studio
carrying the paper
setting it on the floor
by the butterscotch
chair, opening stories
of Chekhov, where
for three days
I've been reading
The Breakdown, each
time, interrupted
by whom, if not
God? Resuming
still early
the only way
I'll ever know,
remembering,
remembering
and looking up words
Jim Bodeen
12 February 2022
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