A concept in Marriage and Family Therapy,
Managers keep you in check
They have tasks and drive you down
Until fires arise, drowned by something brown
Whatever it is that flips that frown
Firefighters prescribe a night on the town
But Managers get /all/ the hours
They just theorized the production for this:
A white, vinyl? shiny threaded cover
Skinny, where it eventually elongates
with continued use, expanding
Thick characters, but, really, stout
Spindly lettering so it sits on the shelf
outwardly facing and more prominently expressing
The more and more you use them
So keep them open, to one or two of your favorite page
Visible or facing the ground
Let them make themselves more promininent, the titles of these volumes
The words will speak, to the ground or the heavens
But only so long as you let them
Manage yourself, like they manage you
Put the words in the world that out to be out there
These manifests of concepts are, too an intelligence
And manifest they will, as more conceive
Of the same ideas who've laden 'ere
And out in the world the ideas go
Behavioral, as they out to be
Otherwise, our thoughts misalign
Mismanaged coneptions of mental corporations
They'll manage you, but you'll dugruntedly go
and offer rendered
comparative service to pay tendered
Mismanged yourself into laissaiz faire
Ideas cohere, but logic is dumb
Intelligence is easy to come by
One that's useful? Much rarer
One that describes itself? Novel but
swears left and right even when it's wrong
unless it knows better
Knowledge is useful intelligence, as its the selector
Wisdom is it's agency, reflective of its applicability despite its assured usefulness.