(2014)
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
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
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
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
When I think of my mom I think of malt o meal muffins When I think of my dad Memories of a child Chasing us around the circle
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions