5. like a broken record

 

my mom dates like if it was a professional sport
she goes all in in a matter of seconds
she gets lovebombed and she collects it all 
saves the feeling for posterity
she picks up fights when things don't go her way
she chooses men that become violent
who hit her the first chance they get
sometimes i feel she wants to fight them back
that if she were a man, she'd be violent too
hitting before speaking, never thinking before acting
she's a small woman like me
or i am small like her
she's full of energy and reckless ideas
bouncing up and down like a clumsy golden retriever dog
pawing around, tripping over her own tail
she goes around and around
every mistake repeated
like a broken record
that skips and skips and skips
every turn causing the most umpleasant of sounds
until shes's down on the ground
pushed down by herself of by her most recent acquisition
she breaks up with them
she makes empty promises i never asked for
she calls on the phone more
she gets a facebook request
she calls to let me know she's going out with the most amazing man
the record skips and it skips and it skips.