Ten Short Sentences

the brainless birch trees will wave at anybody at all, even a sad cat

these old navy pants hold up worse than the avengers viewed a second time

on a saw horse in an empty field a mouth guard suns

in the bright office a snorted laugh somewhere, stone through the water

in the hangman’s house a dog looks at a noose and thinks “a nice leash”

a pier kneels in the pond—time crumbles it like greek cheese, like the avengers

the moon in daytime whistles, hands in its pockets—thinks we won’t notice

when I finished the book it had become a machine for making ghosts

the happy Baby squirms—a fish from the dark strong on the hook of Being

drink from an empty glass you think is full instead of re-watching the avengers

Ten Short Sentences

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