Yes, I was in psychoanalysis with Doctor Freud 
to try to cure me of the paralysis in my right hand 
which was obviously psychologically induced 
since all the hospital doctors could not find a cause.

And then, one time while lying there, I remembered
opening my parents’ bedroom door with that hand
and witnessing my mother, completely nude,
in the arms of Jack, the ice cream man.

Unfortunately, this remembrance had a limited effect—
but thankfully I’m now able to swat a fly or a mosquito
on one of my better days…