(2014)
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
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 we are young we strive to be cool with our clothes and the way we move and our friends with swag as adults though our friends be co…
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
