Dear Saturday,
Re-levelled, re-blocked, tied down, and re-skirted. Not as kinky as it sounds, is it?
Love,
Kevin
(7 August 2021—posted August 8th)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Early to bed and early to rise—sleepy.
Love,
Kevin
(6 August 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Okay, it’s taking a bit longer to get there…
Love,
Kevin
(5 August 2021)
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
It’s getting there.
Love,
Kevin
(4 August 2021)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
Is it just me, or was that actually water falling from the sky?
Love,
Kevin
(3 August 2021)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
So, Monday. Monday…
Love,
Kevin
(2 August 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
When you’ve procured all the parts but then realize you don’t know how to put them together…
Love,
Kevin
(1 August 2021)
New sounds: The connection between unconnected events
And the individual track titles form a poem when combined:
wildfire haze blankets western desert highway
the sudden unfamiliarity of the intimate
repose
(1 August 2021)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Bill Maher’s glasses are crooked.
Love,
Kevin
(31 July 2021)
Fire season (a poem)
Yup, the country’s going to hell…
