Notably anonymous
When you are a
Big nobody
And everyone
Knows it

I was never jealous of you
I was jealous of the people
Who were blessed
To be near you

See me in the shadows
My beauty is hidden
I know you can see it
Because you know me
You know my heart
Knowing what I need
Off your nectar
I feed

Scrolling too fast
Through all the awkward scribbles
I try to read them
For me at night it’s better
My eyes were closing
For the day
I make myself car sick
Without the car
Just awkward motion
Word scribble sickness
Does that exist?
It does now

Everything on my body
That I have two of
Don't match perfectly
So why do my socks need to


Wednesday excuses

Some days my mind process
Is like bubbly cooking oatmeal
Add some sugar for sweetness

Some days my mind process
Is the empty cardboard container
Am I supposed to recycle this?

Would you prefer to be
The introduction,
A fascinating chapter,
The illustrations
The conclusion,
Or the epilogue?
The prequel,
The sequel?
We are all designed
For a part
In everyone's
Story

Social distancing
So
Deodorant optional?
No
You still gotta smell
Yourself

Our scent of
Nostalgia
Would be a
Best seller
Let's
Get a degree
In chemistry
And craft
A masterpiece

Don't bring me petals
Plucked to perish
Leave the flowers
In the ground to thrive
I would rather have
Your words to cherish
Planted in me grounded
Always blooming
With surprise

I wish you could see
How big my tear looked from my vantage
Feel how big it felt falling
From the corner of my eye
Down my face
My mouth
My
Chin
My blanket
Only one tear?
That's all
I had the strength for

Now for those

who can’t read

STOP.

A beautifully crafted design
The one thing I was drawn to most
Was a flaw
An imperfection
It stood out to me
As uniquely different
Not to everyone
Only to me
That's what I loved most
That's the one I wanted
That's how I knew
It belonged
Only
To me

My life is an open
coloring book
Please use crayons

Open doors
Options
Freedoms
Opportunity
Come
in......
......Go
out
Do I have to make up my mind?
Yes silly cat
It’s cold in here!

I wished to paint
The brown birds
Outside
The color
Of our son’s blue eyes
Inside
To my amuse
Which part did
I disabuse
The part were you can
Wish
Colors on birds
Or that we have
A son
And his eyes are
Blue

Thrilled to see the
Painted Lady flying free
In the sunshine
Showing off colors
Wherever they wanted to go
No worries in the world
Simply innocent
Flying in circles
I swear I heard them chatting
In cute high pitched voices
Saying hi hello hi hello
Courting mates
Enjoying their nectar
Going to a better place
I hope you make it I waved
Little cosmopolitan
It was a bright highlight
To my day

Unexpected  
Fast
Deep
Sharp
Felt it in my nerves
Ending
Held it
A few seconds
Blanched white
Then watched it
Slowly bleed
A drop
One drop
And to think
It was only paper...
This time

Contemplating
Sitting
Sunny tinted window
Watching a little palm
Flutter in the wind
Not sure if it's the quiet
Creaking of the room
Or the lack of
Sound
I got an overwhelming
Sense of nostalgia
For peace of mind
It almost hurt
To think about...
When did I last have it?
...
It was so long ago

Walking in the room
Captivating
My attention
Without my permission

The vibe of you makes me melt
But not so I can sleep
Puddle of emotions
Cannot be explained
You let me inhale
A trace of that vibe
And it's all I need

The broken pieces
Of the clear puzzle
Were made
When she was eight
The lines are hard to see
Smoothed out by hands
That put the broken pieces
Gently
Back together first
Adding his own broken
To repair hers
Then the puzzle
Pieced all together
Clearly seen
Reflecting what
It should be

Would you like the generic
Or brand name

Just believe it, you need it
Both can make you happy

Perceived as real
Or not

Generic will cost you less
Brand name will do it better

It went
So deep
Time released
Embrace
It lasted for days
Leaving an imprint
On my being

•Black and white dotted cotton•
•Soft lines and flowing•
•So stylish I said this polka dot dress•
••••••                          ••••••
•••••••••••
Twirlin­g-will they notice me in it
Will they see how pretty I feel
It’s new to me, I feel so real
•••••••••••
Too young just yet
For attentions like that
Slow down late bloomer, not too fast
•••••••••••
I could still hope for stares
And wish for admirers
Would anyone care for braided hair
•••••••••••
Years later my true love says
I remember seeing you when we were younger
You stood out among the rest
••••••••••••
Really?
You saw me?
You remember that?
What did you see?
Tell me!
••••••••••••
A Long french braid
Hoop earrings and•••
You
had
on
a
polka
dot
dress
•
•
•

A macaroni house
Broken shell pieces
Covered in powdered cheese
Making the best of uncertainty
Would there be any
For tomorrow?
Maybe
If we can find change

Running away every week
The park out back
Behind the rickety fence
  The escape!
Strange lands to explore
Pine cone treats to eat
Mud pies and sticks
Fresh air and itchy grass

Playing restaurant
Imagining something
To give
Serving up macaroni
And cheese
Our pretending away
From our broke
In so many ways...home

Your soothing
Reading voice
Is my sleep potion
Of choice

Are you ***** trained
In your humor
Don't worry we won't tell
We all make accidents

Your brows
If you over preen
Will have to lean
On the likings of
A sharpie pen
In the color coffee bean
Then you will be
A vampire queen
Looking ever so mean

Pretend naps make
Imaginary dreams
Singing no lyrics
Dancing with me
Twirls I can't feel
My mouth is watering
The thirst is real
....
I need a real nap
So I can dream of you

Keeping someone
Perfect in a box
Is only valuable
To the one
Who got rid of you

Some days you feel like that best seller
Up front, all glorious on display

Some days you feel like you’re in the the 90% off bin...
(Only needed to prop a door open)

It dawns...

She ponders...

It wanders...

Goes yonder...

Back it saunters...

Her thought process...

Sometimes is...
Beyond her

Gained a lot
From all the
Processed
Words
Put
In my mouth...
Now
Nothing
Fits

Sometimes
I want to go back
In time
Collect everyone
I've ever known
And loved
And as a child  
Put them in a box
And keep them
Protected forever

I'm drawn
To you
But I would still
Rather  
Be
Pulled
Towards you

Wishing for a pure love
The kind that
Wants to make me shine
When I hear your voice
Wants nothing for itself
In return
The kind that walks on white
Warm sands
The kind that comes
In a drop
Of rain
Falling on the leafs dry vein
The kind that looks like
A child giggling while
Twirling in the sun with her tresses
Entwined in flowers
Respect enough not to force affections
Or expect it as something in return
The kind that teaches
The kind that learns
Pure and innocently
That wishes everything good
For others
While it waits for
Its turn

The purpose is still burning
Even tho everything is jaded
My heart light faded
No one can take it from me
It's mine forever meant to be
Reignite my purpose
And you'll see

Tell us all your
Hopes and dreams
But keep your opinions
And your hands to yourself