Armchair Psychology

Confronted with enigma of the sort
a person evidences acting weird,
I’m likely to create my own report:
a fiction that implies how things appeared.
What motivation or pathology
propels a character to acts deserved?
Which facets of the personality
would naturally produce the scenes observed?

If she-who-hides-her-body was abused
so hard and early she forgets her past,
and harbors he-who-ought-to-be-accused,
and fills her home with clutter, soiled, vast,
perhaps the one who listens and inspects
is right to place the daughters with the ex.

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