Dear Wednesday,
This is supposed to be a lucky day. I could sure use one.
Love,
Kevin
(8 August 2018)
Faces change, maybe the eyes shut, lips part, baring teeth (a poem)
Written while watching this interview with Keiji Haino. They’re not necessarily connected; I was responding more to his quiet manner of speaking…
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Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
I’m not asking too much, am I?
Love,
Kevin
(7 August 2018)
On the first page of a new journal (a poem)
I started a new journal this afternoon, after having completed both my giant sketchbook and my Campus notebook yesterday. This is the most optimistic of the pieces I wrote today.
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
I think it’s going to take more than some sunshine.
Love,
Kevin
(6 August 2018)
Lessons versus car parts (a poem)
A nonsensical phrase turns into a nonsensical poem…
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Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
So sleepy…
Love,
Kevin
(5 August 2018)
Another update 8/5/2018
Well, I did not write anything yesterday (I say ‘yesterday’ even though I haven’t gone to sleep yet)—but I now have a title for my next collection of poems: Continue reading
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Fear and disappointment are no match for sleep.
Love,
Kevin
(4 August 2018)
The crucible never goes out of style (a poem)
Inspired by the fiery explosions in Twin Peaks.
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 