While I was at the bookstore today, the phrase We do secret things caught my eye. I don’t remember where I saw it, but when I got home, I wrote four different poems using We do secret things as the title, of which this is the third.
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Life
No gnashing of teeth this morning (a poem)
Slim pickings yesterday…
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Okay, Monday. Let’s get to work.
Love,
Kevin
(24 August 2015)
My fifteen seconds of Twitter fame
If you have seen my first book, you may remember this:
Well, today, this happened: Continue reading
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
I smell bacon…
Love,
Kevin
(23 August 2015)
Some things just rub me the wrong way (a poem)
My reaction to a poetry reading/open mic I recently attended…
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Would you want to know? (a poem)
Watching House again…
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Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Yes, sometimes stuff still bothers me more than it should…
Love,
Kevin
(22 August 2015)
I want to sleep through the end of the world (a poem)
Inspired by Seeking a Friend for the End of the World…
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Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
I wish life had one of those big red buttons you see in TV commercials.
Love,
Kevin
(21 August 2015)
