(2014)
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
When I think of my mom I think of malt o meal muffins When I think of my dad Memories of a child Chasing us around the circle
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
