(2014)
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
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