The beautiful woman
At the gym
I saw her again

I wouldn't know what to say
Besides
I feel akward in my own body

My akward shoulder
Makes me feel akward
On the inside

Why couldn't I just have been symmetrical?

I prayed and got physical therapy
I wanted it to change
It hasn't changed much

My left shoulder takes over
It dominates
It is akward
It is out of place

Go in, go in!
I press it against a foam roller
You are too big left shoulder

I try to enlarge my right
Still, I can't make them match

It's just a shoulder
I try to forget about it

I am thankful for my health
I am a runner
And I stay fit

I wonder what it would be like
Not to feel akward

I wonder what it would be like
To hug a woman

My shoulder, my shoulder
Why oh why

I'll never know
It's okay

I just want to be
A loving person
Respectful and kind

I do my duty
I want to improve the lives
Of others

I will not become rich
I do not care

Return to simplicity
I had the best fruit
I have ever had
From a fruit stand in Oakhurst, CA

An older man talked
About his racing pigeons
He had sent to Oregon

He stopped sending them
Because the hawks would get them
If he didn't bring them in right away

They were tired from the journey I guess

Quite a story teller he was

And the woman there
Was she Greek or Armenian?

I'm not sure
She was middle aged
And gorgeous

A beautiful smile
She told another guy
To feel free to try a grape

She talked about her fruit
17 years
She has owned that store
Bless her

I had to get cash
So I could come back and
Buy some fruit

I had the best grapefruit, small avocados
And grapes I have ever had

And there was something wonderful about her

And I thought of her holding me

My shoulder, my shoulder
I can't make it right
I cried to her

But she told me it was okay
And that she loved me anyway

Maybe I could help her with
The fruit stand

I would like to go back there one day
To but some delicious fruits

And learn more about
The lady who owns the fruit stand