(2014)
#SickPoems
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
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
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see