(2014)
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field