(2015)
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what