(2014)
#Pain
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
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
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
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying