A portrait
(2014)
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds