A cloud met a psychiatrist in the sky.
“I want to give you something to help
your condition,” the psychiatrist said,
“Will you try it?”
“I try everything,” the cloud replied,
“it’s my nature. What would you like me to try?”
“it’s called windsoflex airoxicil,” the Dr. said.
“What’s it for?”
“It’s to help firm up your boundaries.”
“Go ahead,” said the cloud.
“There,” said the Dr.”now how do you feel.”
“I kind of feel like when I enter a wind tunnel,
I feel different and yet I feel the same.”
“Well, give it a while, it takes time,” said the Dr.
‘What is ‘time’” asked the cloud. Is it another medicine?”
“Yes,” said the Dr. “but it takes too long.?
"Good taste is the death of art." Truman Capote

Check in at The Cirrhosis Motel with your host, freelance literary loiterer and epicure, Dennis McBride

photo by John Hogl
Sunday, June 17, 2007
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