About gimble

I've never understood why solitary confinement is considered a punishment. My favorite time of year is when vacation forces me to drive long hours on the overnight stretch, all other companions in the car asleep, my thoughts and the dark stretch of white-striped road all to myself. Having said that, I can happily keep busy inside my head, yet am distracted by so much of the larger world that I waste time putting those thoughts generated by those distractions down on cyber-paper. Maybe I want to see if anyone else feels likewise. Though not as bright, sharp or hard as a diamond, I am many faceted - esoteric in my literature, tending toward magic realism - pop-culture vulturish in my take on media - sentimental enough to cry at dog food commercials - and a lover of kitsch, like diners and other holes in the wall of life.

Sierra Nevadas

Sharp peaks jab the sky
dark pines wear thick coats of snow
blue skies over all

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Seen from I-80
Emerald City of Oz
rises from flatlands

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Green, flat, lush compared
to SoCal, room to stretch and
grow a family.

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Y U no respect?
NP settle for ugly
SF stepsister

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San Francisco

Viewed from 1-80
you’re just a narrow slice of
Chicago, bayside.
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Long layover, Part 3: Out of control

Gone native. Eating
chips doused in cheese, roast beef. Heart
attacks, pounds attach.

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Long layover, Part 2: Hour 3

Clean out purse. Rub Lush
Breath of God on wrist. People
watch. Tweet. Post. Kill me.

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Long layover, Part 1: Queen City Kitchen

How long can I sit
nursing a small coffee ’til
I’m kicked to the curb?

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Traveling unplugged

We all crave power,
connection. Squat shamelessly
for that next tech fix.

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Airport robbery

Boingo charged me eight
bucks for all-day internet.
Sucker born right here.

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