This is the story of the successful analysis of an experienced analyst being analyzed by an even more experienced analyst, told by means of prose, poetry and drawings. It is replete with attempts to be humorous, dramatic and ironic. It mixes up observations and commentary. Some have called it “transgressive,” which is a bit of a surprise to me, because I didn’t even realize it was irreverent while I was composing it. I didn’t have a conscious intention for it to take the form it has. The desire, content and style flowed from the liberation and cultivation of my natural self-expression freed from painful inhibitions by my analysis. I am very grateful to my analyst Mel.