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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.

Trick or treat 3

Argued over what
candy to buy. She wanted
KitKats. Blow Pops won.

Porcelain serenity

Only quiet time
to read tea ceremony
book is in bathroom.

Cozy

The new furnace kicks
on, and I rise to the warmth
like yeast bread baking.

Haiku journal

My small gift to my
self – a few words at the end
of a busy day.

Dead tired

Every night I
play Russian Roulette with sleep
instead of bullets.

Can’t sleep 7

I said I’d be in
bed by ten. Then midnight. Now
it’s one. How ’bout three?

Boob tube

I lock the TV
behind the armoire doors so
I can get work done.

Deadline

Some days it feels like
all I do is sit on this
couch and write for hours.

J’s collapse

Home sick, she lies in
bed, stomach queasy, still in
her day-before clothes.

Trick or treat 2

Halloween spirit
eludes me, like the ghost of
someone I once loved.