(2014)
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
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
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?