(2014)
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
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
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times