I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…
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
