I do not enjoy roller coasters
I am not chicken
But they say
You just have to try it!
So I do

Some I like to share
Fresh out of the oven
Don’t let it get cold
That’s why I wrote it
Emotions in that moment

To be a true artist
Must they be recluses
Crazy mad or sick
Or even better dead
Show me a healthy artist

An idea
In my head
Falls flat
On paper
Read it

If you find someone
That can do it
Better than you
Get them on your team

My pump
Constant companion
Of my disease
My sensor
Resembles a feeding

Her fingernails
Natural
Long
Pointed
On fingers

May sun is warm
An old friend
You have missed
June sun
Still smiles

Love is sincere
Sincerely
Wanting to connect
Love makes you crazy
Insanity that makes you fly

The ugliest shade
Of green
We envy
The car
The job