(2014)
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated