Onlyslightlysane Poem by David DeAngelo

Only slightly sane
That’s what the man in the chair told me

As I talked to him
He wrote in his book
Two fifty an hour
That’s all that it took
For him to tell me
I’m only slightly sane

“Tell me about thee”
He says it so kind
But he’s bored with me
He’s made up his mind
That he will tell me
I’m only slightly sane

That’s not a degree
A license to label
Is what I perceive
To say I’m not able
So he says to me
I’m only slightly sane

I take these grey pills
Filled with emptiness
He sends me the bills
All he did was guess
And he told me that
I’m only slightly sane

Only slightly sane
That’s what the man in the chair told me