(2014)
#Poetry #Writing
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
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
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
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
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl