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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.

A Christmas story

If I could shoot my
eye out with that thing, I’d just
sit and watch TV.

It’s a wonderful life

Only if you’re not
the one doing the shopping,
cleaning and baking.

Holiday spirit

Like catching snowflakes,
this melts quickly from the heat
of a stressful month.

See hear taste smell touch

If you had to pick,
what sense would you sacrifice?
Impossible choice.

Clean sweep

My spare bedroom holds
many possibilities
under all that junk.

Alone time

I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.

Knitting project

Fat balls of yarn crowd
my home like clawless kittens,
needling me to start.

Because they can

No greater self-love
than a dog licking itself
with satisfaction.

Substitution

Sometimes, the hunger
that compels you to eat a
cookie is sadness.

Protection

Soldiers wear helmets.
Women wear makeup, styled hair.
Our mode of defense.