Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
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
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
