(2014)
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
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