(2014)
#Portraits
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
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
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
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
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best