(2014)
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what