(2015)
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
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
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?