My therapist 

Must be really good at their job

Because their room is full of stuff

Stuff that usually I would be all over

Russian dolls

Shiny things

Books

Pillows

And other bits and bobs

I’m like a magpie 

But I go there and talk and cry and chat 

Without even being tempted 

To be distracted

Adam and Eve have nothing on me 

With forbidden fruit

What fruit was it anyway that they

Got tempted by?

-Asking for a friend…