I don’t know where this road takes me, but I know where I should be going.
A pretty girl showed me a image she took of a snake eating a frog. The frogs eyes do not show and fear or even concern about the snake latched onto it.
Do frogs eyes show any emotion?
The frog looks as if nothing is happening.
I try to keep a cloud of disbelief around me. If I look happy, nobody will know that a snake is current devouring me slowly from the bottom up (or the inside out, in this case).
I think I may go find a frog and ask him about it.
Your sunshine builds a wall around as if it were building blocks of light, with mustard for the mortar.
I like mustard.
she hides her beauty
behind a frown
and those all too big pants
she wears her intelligence
like a perfume
and her humor as a necklace.
I awake early to take
the collections of
things F my attic
out to the curb F the
city workers to
there are many loving memories and thoughts
collections of things F my attic
city workers will remove
i need more room
and i have not R these
for some time
i wonder if the workers F the city
will laugh at my memories?