(2014)
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
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
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
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
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
