(2014)
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco