(2014)
#SickPoems
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
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
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up