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My never
ending
search
for whatever
this
psychologically
gout
riddled
rhyme stir to
write (a poem)
about
found me
figuratively
staring
at a theme
without doubt
devoid of
any "FAKE"
trumping
controversial clout,
which subject
came in route
tummy mind
questioned NOT
explicitly broad
casting best
related
most
definitely not
apropos
to flout
the sensitivity
and personal
privacy respect
fully tendered
obeyed,
and invoked,
not to tout,
yet an impression
can nonetheless
this versatile
scout
felt motivated
be shared
with you
a general
over view
the therapist
averred thru
the title of
this poem,
she who
doth "actively
listen"
pertaining,
asper
emotional
issues
that stew
within the
psyche, thus
appreciation
as I
gentile lee
talked
non Jew
bull leant
lee of foregone
opportunities
till rue
men hating
lost chunks of
mine
formative years
witnessed
self deprivation
(usurped,
sponged,
and bobbed
entire
memory
queue)
of ordinary
healthy
development
of body,
mind, and
soul casting
more'n
fifty shades
of a
grayish hue
my
psychological
landscape,
where
at puberty -
anorexia nervosa
(minus bulimia
squarely took
root grew)
wing
essential
nadir existence,
thy emaciated
condition drew,
sans this
avid client
who recognizes
aversion
to grow into
manhood
blew
away so
many
necessary
figurative
stepping stones
permanent
stilted impact
didst accrue,
and merely
hearing my
recitation
of
plaintive glue
me emotional
reverberations,
now overlain
by many
a displeasing
faux pas,
and
metaphorical
boo boo
actions
as a father
affecting
mindscape
of near
grown
daughters
the "ear"
of assigned
therapist
appreciation
doth issue.
