Some People Have Real Problems - Ode to Sia

Some people have real problems

I read one day

On the jacket of a cd.


No place to stay

A black eye from last night’s domestic fight

Locked away by the flip of a coin: a case of mistaken evidence

Abandoned by irresponsible parents


Some people have imaginary problems

Electric currents pulsing through you in rapid succession

Turning beauty into nightmare

Happiness to emptiness

Easy to hard

Energy to inertia

Lust to love


Some people have no problems

In a perfect world

A perfect inner heaven

A perfect bountiful sea


Some people can’t tell the difference

Nonna Mia

Once upon a time,
She was vibrant,
The quintessential grandmother
A homestyle meal, a fresh salad from the garden, a slap on the rump
When your actions were just a bit on the 'cheeky' side
And I loved that woman.
But she left us,
Years ago now,
Her body on earth, but her mind far away
Now...her body has joined her mind.
Farewell, nonna mia.
You're on a new journey now.

Opening the Eye

I taste the salt from my belly button

Tinged with the memory of tears

As I try to open the eye

I feel myself sinking back into the depths

Of where I was

And can no longer be

I open the pages

To scribbles written

Barely legible

Telling me of truths

That my cells already know

But are too full to absorb

The eye is pink and crusty

But I crack it open

And read.