Psych

I shrink from
Meeting a psych
My friend routinely
Sees, a sort of religious
Ceremony where the wealthy
Pay penance for centurions of
Naughty behavior as personal
Angst is assuaged by an alert
Psychologist patiently sitting
Listening to whatever thing
Bothers, dispensing drugs
To treat what I perceive
As imaginary problems
I would advise best to
Take regular walks a
Pet and hot baths
But I know next
To nothing on
Psychiatry
Except
It pays to
Interpret dreams
And it seems to make
My friend reassured as any
Ceremony tends to do as
Shared behavior gives
Support we are doing
It right though I see
The psych thing
As throwing
Money at
What is
Time
Wasted
Which my
Friends and
Family would
Tell me is only
My ignorance so
I should put a sock
In it and just nod yes.
Like religion, one
Person’s psych
Is another’s
Belly laugh.
Just smile
And nod
Okey-doke.
Oh! And never
Ask if they give
Out free candies
From their desk bowl.
Talk about sublimation.