The therapist

Perched on a park bench

a squirrel prepares a nut for eating,

chews away a bit of its protective cover,

rolls it over and chews some more.

Eventually, he cracks it open,

eats the meaty center,

drops the husk,

looks up from his perch

and begins watching me, watch him, watching me, watch him, watching me, watch him, watching me, watch him,

pondering if that old man’s a nut

and does he taste good.

10-24-21