The Same Music Everyday

Telling the dietician
he doesn't drink chocolate milk anymore,
lines up blueberries more than he eats them,
still won't try any new foods --
then there's the mention of needing
a behavioral psychologist
because there's nothing else they can do,
which for some reason reminds you
how your friends don't care
he only goes to sleep with you,
when the party starts an hour
before his bedtime, or how
the dentist suggested holding him down
to brush his teeth, and it all starts to sound
like loneliness whispering
in your ear on a Tuesday afternoon,
until you get home and watch him dance
to the same music he listens to everyday.