(2015)
Dedicated to my sister and our late night talks when this became my catchphrase.
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
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
Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain