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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.

The doctor will be with you shortly

Latex gloves. Cotton
swabs. Antiseptic. What would
MacGyver create?

In the doctor’s office

Perched on the exam
table like a rib roast on
white butcher paper.

Headache

A mouse burrowing
deep, it peers out but can’t be
caught with eyes open.

Hoarders

Invested with deep
meaning, treasures buried by
trash. Dust, dirt their shroud.

Lunch with ex-boyfriend’s sister

I probably said
more than she wanted to know
but it’s decades past.

Tapping maples

Stark trees hide flowing
sap like a dormant love that
awakens in spring.

London calling

Big Ben. Fish and chips.
Carnaby Street. What I see
as I say hello.

Spiritualist

I thought I believed
but I’ve had friends see more truth
inside a beer mug.

Speaking with the departed

Tricky business this.
We sit in a circle and
bridge death through belief.

Seance in the House of the Suffragist 3

Tall, thin, crisp suit, shined
shoes. Smooth manner. But I’m not
medium convinced.