Breast-fed on disappointment; the thin milk tastes too bitter.
The little person bears the heaviest load. The effort
distracts from what was never had. Baby baby-sitter
to parents who wail with silent body-language shout.

Matthew must show willing. He puts the household rubbish out.
Unsaid needs cannot be met. Daddy plays with the train-set,
while Matthew comforts Mummy; they cuddle and hug in bed.
Daddy beats Matthew hollow, in 'friendly' games of cricket.

The game is gone, gone, all gone. Broken rules define the sport;
pretend the prize is not important. Only one winner;
only those left are losers. Perfect practice puts the shot
further. Put the cartridge in the shot-gun; pull the trigger.

The tort in law is to call your family torturer.
I flayed my skin raw to wrap up the family ordure:
now you blame my flesh for weeping.
I keep getting eyesore -
let me cut that out with the blindness of broken mirror.

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