Dear Monday, Today’s a bank holiday. That means the post office and the banks are closed, and the sales are on. Love, Kevin (14 October 2019)
Category: Musings
The incomprehensible language of street-light haloes (a poem)
Sometimes you have to admit it’s not so simple… I don’t speak a word but I think I understand It’s a feeling more than anything else And it’s complicated I can speak all I want but I’m not sure I understand It’s a feeling more than anything else swimming in blood and qualia But it’s [...]
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday, I’d ask what that is, but I’m not sure I’d want the answer. Love, Kevin (13 October 2019)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday, I thought last night was Thursday, and you feel a lot like Sunday. Love, Kevin (12 October 2019)
Reverse magnification (a poem)
When everything changes… I’m confused about what to do when things suddenly look like they belong at the other end of the telescope Life looked normal up until this moment Then it turned into a place I never expected to be without blindfolds or vertigo I always did like the view from the airplane window [...]
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday, Reminders of the past come from the strangest places. Love, Kevin (11 October 2019)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday, The other certainty, besides death and taxes: decisions always lead to more decisions. Love, Kevin (10 October 2019)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, Waiting for the good stuff is harder than waiting for the bad stuff. Love, Kevin (8 October 2019)
The usual topics of conversation (a poem)
Thinking about this the last few days… They know they’ll never be called into service So they can afford to be relentless They swarm they perform they parade they preen they strut they tease they tangle they galavant they taunt They feel no remorse They leave that to me (7 October 2019) Wishes [...]
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday, “It was a dark and stormy night…” Love, Kevin (7 October 2019)
