Also known as suppertime
(2014)
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe