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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.

Non-eaters eat lunch at Panera Bread

Nearby, a mother
pokes at her salad while her
sons push food around .

Deciding not to go to Junior Prom

“I just want to feel
pretty,” she says through her tears.
She already is.

Radio interview

You ask, I answer.
Opinions fly. No right, wrong.
It’s all subjective.

Levenger

Trying to make work
indulgent, a nine-to-five
wage slave’s fantasy.

Cold snap

Lulled by summer’s false
start, forty degrees reminds
us that April lies.

Writing

Rubik’s cube of words
adjectives nouns verbs form a
perfect turn of phrase.

Rain

Like eyes heavy with
grief, grey clouds spill a steady
patter of sorrow.

Undone

Pulling apart a
life together, the future
frays like a cut edge.

Ending

It happens over
coffee, one stunned, the other
already elsewhere.

Realization

She woke up seeing
him in a different light
flame sputtering out.