by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:00pm

Face To Face

with My Favourite Psychiatrist

I stated The Obvious:

“I can fulfil Your Ultimate Fantasy —

didn’t You say You wanted to be

Canada’s Greatest Psychiatrist?”

“That was just a manner of speaking –“

“Are You being Honest?”

“Joanna, You’re standing on The Edge

of a Cliff, looking down –“

I fell headlong into a morass

of psychosis, medication

& the strongest physical desire

I had ever known

for The Little Doctor

Who had embraced Me

on October 22, 1993