(2014)
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
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
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
