Type 1 Diabetes
(2014)
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack