Poems and other reflections on the therapeutic process

Have we met?

Hello, how are you?
I don't think we've met
though it seems you've been living here.
Did I really let you in?

Excuse me but it would seem
that you're making quite a mess.
Do you have to take up so much room?
Do you have to cry so loud?

Hello, who are you
with your scruffy hair and mismatched clothes
heart on your dirty sleeve.
Do you have to be so hungry all the time?

What do you want from me?
What do you need of me?

Hello, who are you?
I'm not sure if you speak my language.
In my ordered pretty world
what are you trying to say?

Hello, who are you?
Why do you look back at me
with eyes lust looking through me
in that mirror?

If I welcome you
will you welcome me?
If I hold you
will you hold on to me too?