(2015)
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never