in the days of table top puzzles

1. from 1st therapy session:
"we are all wild
till we get caught
in someone's throat.
we always remember the first time
we hear our mothers cry out
guttural like something
crawling up the esophagus
the fear of seeing us
fall away from the world they were"

the doctor gave her
a prescription
the pharmacy gave her
a bottle of puzzle pieces
"I know it's hard to swallow
but one a day
and you'll move through the world
correctly
it'll all come together"
(but who chooses the image
and why the borders?)

2. from third therapy session:
"we are all weak
we want others to be our muscle
but they have to be attached
and under our control.
we all want that cinematic scene
of saying 'you complete me'
but we know 'complete' can be defined as
'to finish; to end'
(and we know that's just what they'll do)

the doctor gave her
away
she's seen leaving the non-descript office
and labeled like a little bottle
with the death rattle
of new chemical living
(the pharmacy gave her
a way
to live correctly
as an image in borders)

3. from ninth therapy session:
"men
they treat hearts
like fortune cookies
small, fragile, tasteless
off to the side of the meat and the knife
and upon being broken
the white flag inside raised
read: "this message will self-destruct"