Type 1 Diabetes
(2014)
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless