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

Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up

A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face

The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying

Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco

Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it

Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack

The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I

Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up

A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers