(2014)
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
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
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
