new poems

white knuckles nose is bleeding powder fading sweat is dripping wrist is scaring head is aching had a bad day ©  Jeff Kimball ———————- lamp knocked over pills covering the floor sea of blood drowning into the walls and onto the floor smile for the camera ©  Jeff Kimball ———————- bathtub rising overflowing red trickling… Continue reading new poems

connections

Sometimes you can sit and talk with a friend, lover, family member, or a complete stranger and before you know it, hours have past.  Those are the connections everyone is seeking.  Connections that bring us closer together.  It’s almost like gravity – a strong force that attracts objects together.  From this point of view, I… Continue reading connections