(2014)
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
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
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished