Kevin Heslop is a twenty year old writer-in-the-making, currently attending Western University as an English major. He is heavily influenced by the poetry and prose of Charles Bukowski and Ernest Hemingway, the philosophical works of Arthur Schopenhauer and Friedrich Neitzsche, the paintings of Vincent Van Gogh and Pablo Picasso and the music of J.S. Bach and Miles Davis. When not reading or writing, Kevin is either playing the drums, drawing with an 8B pencil and/or feeling distressed about not writing, at which times he often waits patiently in...
the flannel blanket is thin and grey and tossed and disheveled lying
weeping upon the wooden chair with one shorter leg.
two blue garbage bins with crooked headpieces languish in the corner.
the garage doors are quiet and gaping like observant militia and
nestled in the shelving on the wall are browning gasoline cans
half empty and waiting for spring.
the cigarette butts in the ashtray are standing at odd angles
as if having maintained their positions at the conclusion of an interpretive dance
crumpled and embellishing the romance of their fate.
the metal structure of the withdrawing mechanism bends smoothly and decisively
each moment hanging with the threat of animation.
it is winter and the cool light slouches in
bordering the garage doors in soft clumps.
the naked bulb buzzes like a luminescent bee
hanging in midflight
hovering callously in the face of the
For more from Kevin Heslop, his blog, thechainsmokingpoet