Ten Short Sentences II

I
the bird screams at me from a nest on a street light that he thinks he owns

II
the boy pedals by, samurai sword down shorts’ leg—cuts me with a glare

III
sidewalk’s heat drifts up and sticks in my hanging hands like I dreamed bee stings

IV
sprinkler nods a circle—a machine gun that says yes to water, grass, worms

V
grass looks at the birch, thinks “soon the birds will rest in my branches too”

VI
today a cooler breeze—the wind also imagines it’s by the ocean

VII
the sidewalks become canyons of moms and babies—they echo each other

VIII
when I came back then for my annual check up, my doctors were all dead

IX
breeze in my ear, blood in my ear, both headed somewhere else

X
every last rock every side it rests on thinks, “I’m upside down”

Ten Short Sentences II

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