Hanging out at the bookstore this afternoon…
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Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
I didn’t know I was going to be waking up to Pleasantville…
Love,
Kevin
(14 September 2018)
Here (a poem)
Dreams.…
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Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
I’m not sure he knew who Sting was, but thanks.
Love,
Kevin
(13 September 2018)
Waiting Room Poem #66
This afternoon.
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Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
Last night’s dreams were just weird enough to linger, but not so much that I can actually remember them. Did you have something to do with that?
Love,
Kevin
(12 September 2018)
If the bloodied cat and the pâpier-maché heads on the floor weren’t enough, every street corner pavement square or metal grate is a new entry to a slow-motion, one-way drop beneath the city and points beyond (a poem)
Dreams.…
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Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
I can’t really blame Monday, because when I woke up during one of those dreams, you were already in charge.
Love,
Kevin
(11 September 2018)
Prelude to the beatdown (a poem)
I’m not doing it on purpose, but my spelling seems to be becoming increasingly British.…
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
I could have used more of a break today, but at least things are turning out all right for a change.
Love,
Kevin
(10 September 2018)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 