(2014)
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
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
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos