buckled elbows, achy knees |
my body hurts today.
while i can't explain it i can't fight it.
maybe it is the thought of you leaving.
maybe it is just the health slowly draining from my pores.
i don't know.
i don't care.
my knees ...
Posted by Frank Mayonnaise on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 11:00:00 PST |
.devils in our palms. (light lights love’s love-handles but never cornered corners) |
it's funny how things work.we walk armless ...
with good intentions placed where our necks meet our shoulders,
but always with devils in our touching palms.we weather storms
but too quickly break o...
Posted by Frank Mayonnaise on Fri, 30 May 2008 01:53:00 PST |
gutter |
rain squares heavy on unabledpostures and I find myself missingthe way my feet meet thepuddles your gutter formsmore than I want to orevery thought I would ...
Posted by Frank Mayonnaise on Fri, 30 May 2008 01:50:00 PST |
...kismet... |
friends manage to blow brains of existence asidefull heads waitsaying goodbye is never easybut you blur outlines beyond descriptioni twinein confusion.farewelland wait &you leave to foreign countries ...
Posted by Frank Mayonnaise on Fri, 30 May 2008 01:48:00 PST |
.rain.man. |
The rain man came one day.
With a heart made of thunder and puddles of conversation to light the way. He spoke of the universe. Of things once accepted and things never understood. Of medicine and ad...
Posted by Frank Mayonnaise on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 04:42:00 PST |
fixed in parenthesis |
history nourishes broken swings while loversbring gifts of cut-out, disposablehearts to walk, scissors in hand with this armyto win the battle of love butlovers never win and blue skies often rot into...
Posted by Frank Mayonnaise on Wed, 10 Oct 2007 12:05:00 PST |
migration. |
life lives
words speak
hearts bleed
leaving summer flesh bruised
with splotches of life cut too short,
and broken window fixes for those
who can't seem to find happiness...
so they steal others...
Posted by Frank Mayonnaise on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 07:14:00 PST |
Everywhere and Nothing In Between. |
Countless hours render tired eyes.This is my lifeThe speedways make ways for ways that no one ever knowsThe detours of the past tighten seat belts for the futureNo armor goes unbolted.This is my life,...
Posted by Frank Mayonnaise on Sun, 06 May 2007 06:46:00 PST |
I. |
I am a woman. Sometimes I am called a girl. I am myself.
I believe in the everyday. I wonder about the beginning of time, the voice of democracy, and if thoughts have colors.
I value people's feelings...
Posted by Frank Mayonnaise on Sun, 21 Jan 2007 12:42:00 PST |
oh the camelbalck |
so kids...first and forewmoset ,aru and fran are here ahgouan but this itimw we are with m issy. this is an peops experiencef oh hell frna in tanked ans so am i. well we are not allowed to use the bac...
Posted by Frank Mayonnaise on Sat, 28 Jan 2006 10:25:00 PST |
