Sometimes…
Sometimes…
It’s hard to get out of bed in the morning
To begin a new day when you’d rather linger
under the covers in the past
Sometimes…
It’s impossible to eat healthy
When you have to prep and cook
and the corner bodega is…at the corner
Sometimes…
It’s hard to breathe fresh air
When the windows are shut
holding in stale memories
Sometimes…
The overgrown garden
Once tended by mom and you
should stay overgrown
Sometimes…
Rain really sucks
Thumping down cold
on my bare head
Sometimes…
The sound of Mr Softee
With screaming children
rattles your aging nerves
Sometimes…
A mean and ugly person
Takes up space in your brain
squatting, rent free
Sometimes…
You want to scream so loud
Igniting car alarms up and down the block
but the scream is nothing but a whimper
Sometimes…
The body cries for help
As a fat revolution takes hold
obliterating muscle in its path
Sometimes…
Despair should be my first name
Followed by Anguish as a middle
Mourning as the last
Sometimes…
A cardinal brings hope
Except when its fighting with the sparrows
and the sparrows win
Sometimes…
You pray to HIM
Asking and asking
and never receiving
