(2015)
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
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
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
