How do you measure pain?, par Laura Alaniz

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

Different nerves screaming

To communicate to the brain

(2014)

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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

I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no

I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench

The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job

Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios

I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile

I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be

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

No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate

Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low

A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what

Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best

My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding

The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould

Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea