Month: April 2019

You are fortunate
To be who you are
To be with who you’re with
To know what you know

You are fortunate
Not to be someone else
Not to be in the company of someone different
Not to know what you don’t know

My plate is full
But I’m not hungry
I live in a house
But it doesn’t feel like home
I have a job
But I’m not sure if it’s my life’s work
Why am I this way?

I choose
The xylophone
Just to
Annoy you

Let me
Tell you
How I
Really feel

Let me
Give you
A sign
Of my
Presence

Wanted to give
You a hug
Because you were
Having a bad day–
Then I remembered
That would be
Inappropriate

No matter
What I do
You’ll always
See what they
Want you to see

Even in the dark
There’s no use running
Because you can
Still see me

I missed my shot
At you
But I think
I can
Get the rebound
During the mad scramble
To get the ball
When a foul’s
Always called–
Will we still
Be friends
After the game
Regardless of
Who really won?

You give me
Access
But who else
Has entered?
Have any
Dared to leave?