Poem -

Mental Illness...Inherent Since Birth

Mental Illness...Inherent Since Birth

Fresh home from therapy,
and resonate with zeal
tush air cerebral cogs a turn'n
analogous to rack and pinion wheel

hence attempt made to bare soul,
sans thru poetry re: veal
ling avidity, asper barreling neurological
daily kos loaded truck full

heading toward figurative
lifelong landfill deposits
on weekly psycho
logical session I unseal

manipulating bothersome issues
controlled via bot size thumbwheel,
which grave undertaking i.e.
professional counseling allows,

enables, and provides opportunistic
gradual process at selfheal
ling oft times necessitates
reviewing silent Virgina reel

comprising the story
of earlier life piecemeal
akin to a slapdash montage
chronicling existential ordeal,

now referencing adenoids
(removal first mention within
poetic endeavor, when young boy)
loosely linkedin with nasopharyngeal

pseudo oral palate
highway tucking each meal
across miniature bridgework,
ma late mum meekly

acceded to doctors orders,
said operation sub
sequently deemed unnecessary
affecting negligible decreasing nasality

predicated on split (bifid
or bifurcated uvula), viz laryngeal
utterances finds me speculating
speculating now, whether taking kneel

ling pose possibly coo dove
wrought divine intercession
giving me super powers ideal
for fighting off being bullied

gloating this instant imagining
bringing beastie boys to heel
actual reality visit my kid self,
a most convenient scapegoat

socially withdraw puny size lad
internalizing hateful barbs glom
ming up significant emotional gearwheel
inferiority complex predominating

supplemented with cumulative
anger, a potent feel
ling exacerbating anxiety prone disposition
courtesy chromosomal
(pop'n mom genes) art of the deal.
 

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