(2015)
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
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
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time