I am in stupid love,
a fish out of water...

You rock my ship
into a hypnotic lullaby...

I'm just a country girl
searching for some truth...

Love always ends too soon
corrupting lies with truth...

I could have loved you
with all the originality of truth...

The shy poet
carries a mouthful of words...

So just hate me
for my slobbery tongue...

There's a fat man sitting alone
at the corner cafe...

I'm still searching for truth
in old answers...

I'm enthralled by those certain girls
who sport red lipstick...

This morning I wrote a poem
about a yellow heart...

I remember a time
when I wore my skin...