(2014)
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
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 struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
