Poetically Dysfunctional

“Suzanne’s a smart woman,” I said. “Doesn’t she see through them?”

Mikey described how righteous Suzanne’s family could sound as they used guilt to coerce her.  They talked to Suzanne about family bounds, charity, and compassion.  They talked about love and sisterhood, and how Suzanne owed her family for all they had done for her.  At the very least, her father had argued, Suzanne shouldn’t push the woman who gave her life to the brink of despair.

“Did he really use the expression ‘brink of despair’?” I asked Mikey.

“They’re poetically dysfunctional,” he said with a sad laugh.  “They can justify anything and make you wonder why you thought badly of them in the first place.  They say Betsy’s gambling is just a loving mother betting on a better life for her family.  Suzanne’s father told me he admires how a virile man like her brother Paul sticks to porn.  Paul limits himself to images because of his limitless love for his wife, according to the old man.”  Mikey shook his head and added, “Beware the poetically dysfunctional Ken.  They’ll convince you night is day and right is wrong.”

Today I will beware the poetically dysfunctional.

Life on Life’s Terms II © 2015 by Ken Montrose

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