Unnecessary Poetry
published by Kimberly Gray at Smashwords
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2012 by Kimberly Gray
First Edition
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Edited
by Mike Friedman
Cover design by Chris Harrison
Contact the author at unnecessarypoetry@gmail.com
dedicated
to
mike friedman.
my most
humble
thanks,
this wouldn’t
have been
possible
without
you.
table of contents
about
the author
droplet
he
whispered my skin
intentions
stuck
in a tickle
finding
the perfect words
he
shall be my wife tonight
unnecessary
facts
shoot
permanent
stitches
your
ego has no halo
don’t
mistake me
then
came tomorrow
pulling
the trigger
unnecessary
lyrics
drumstick
when
was yesterday?
influenced
by ecstasy
letting
go of the rhythm i know
magic
is free
postponed
demise
another
yesterday
i
breathe to write
i’m
so much older than i thought i’d be
a
rusty school fence
gratitude
feel
me
just
rewind to our last encounter
i’m
trembling now
my
brothel’s first ceiling fan
whom
has sinned, welcome
about the author
writing terrifies me. writing provokes me. writing inspires me. writing identifies me. writing drives me. writing defines me. writing speaks for me. writing frees me. writing challenges me. writing protects me. writing excites me. writing humbles me.
writing teaches me, writing stimulates me, writing creates me, writing pisses me off while making me smile every time. writing has a way of always entering my mind with sequenced words i adore whenever i am without a pen. writing pays nothing and nothing is my everything.
truth is so freeing and when words to my real truth come to life, i hold no shame or guilt but rather heal. i have only just begun.
i’ll say this. my name is kimberly gray and have never considered myself a writer, rather a messenger. grandiose, i hope not, but i have a strong need to touch people. a belief that sharing my experience, strength and hope is not for nothing, and ask only for a small something.
i now know my life and every speck of my pain, has created an enormous gift of some kind. in the strangest of ways. eventually.
this may be the most important trait you need to know about me. i am 45 years old. i have not stepped into a classroom since the age of 13. i have never read a book entirely. whether through sharing pain, joy, horror, gifts, misfortunes, loss, it all stems from me. meaning, i only know to share myself in hopes of touching another, anyone.
accompanied with schizophrenia and severe agoraphobia, hard-core street smarts gave me a trio of gifts from very painful consequences and demoralizing challenges; it very quickly created intuition and strong perceptive abilities when dealing with people. it is my superpower. the ability to instantly know a person before they even talk.