Muscle Poems

They were unhappy, you see. They were getting enough.  The give and give and the needs weren’t met. He has children.  She has bad therapy. He must have been in the stepfather role of immaturity? She won’t take the therapy.

Don’t fight.  You’re just protecting the Mother replacement from overwhelm!?

Diagnosis is avoided and always angry.

Divorce is happy.  Aren’t you one of a kind?

“I’ve got beans that Father told me to buy, which I lied about before

I did it, and I did it before,

Because I was in progress

And interrupted by my

Family system, and now

They are leaving the system

Very soon.

So, I can enjoy not surrendering

To their biscuits anymore.”