A single line noted in the middle of the night
+ YouTube videos of Otomo Yoshihide turntable performances
+ white noise background videos
+ Empress Rose
+ random words (Heseltine, alters, mourtain or sea)
=
Life
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
My apologies. I got distracted by something…
Love,
Kevin
(2 February 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
I spend a few hours doing something else and I miss a bunch of stuff. What’s up with that?
Love,
Kevin
(31 January 2021)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Peanut butter cookie and coffee for breakfast. That’s the stuff.
Love,
Kevin
(30 January 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Time to take the Red Baron to sick bay.
Love,
Kevin
(28 January 2021)
Beachfront (a poem)
One of those times when a single line pops into my head and I follow it from there.
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
If there’s not going to be any snow, would you mind turning up the heat a bit?
Love,
Kevin
(25 January 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
We were promised snow…
Love,
Kevin
(24 January 2021)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Your Tuesday costume had me confused there for a moment.
Love,
Kevin
(23 January 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Try not to get dizzy. Time going back to its usual speed can be a bit disorienting.
Love,
Kevin
(21 January 2021)
