(2014)
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada
