The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
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
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
