Dear Thursday,
That dream should have come with annotations and footnotes—or at least a well-crafted synopsis…
Love,
Kevin
(12 January 2017)
Life
Post-mortem for America (a poem)
I really must pay less attention to the news…
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Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
Dreamworld update: Apparently, I can find buildings…
Love,
Kevin
(11 January 2017)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
I got closer with that dream. Next time, maybe I’ll get to actually enjoy it.
Love,
Kevin
(10 January 2017)
[Metaphor pending] (a poem)
When the cat interrupts my dream just as it is getting to the good part…
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
This alarm cat needs training to not wake me up during the good parts…
Love,
Kevin
(9 January 2017)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Let’s see: Mercury is direct again, it’s raining heavily, and I sliced my finger on what used to be my favorite coffee cup when I was throwing out the trash. I’m going to cut you a break—this time…
Love,
Kevin
(8 January 2017)
Two untitled fragments (a poem)
Two untitled poems that do not quite mesh together, but cannot quite stand alone. For now, I accept the imperfection…
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Bruises and blood and dreams of defeat (a poem)
Too much time spent at the computer today to come up with anything beyond this verbless poem, in which I attempt to capture something of the last dream I had before waking up this morning…
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Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Somebody should really come up with a defragmenter for sleep. I’d use it.
Love,
Kevin
(7 January 2017)
