Thursday, September 9, 2010

Mid-sentence. (writing exercise)

decided to
run some
tests on
the kiss.
The goal--
scientifically
conclusive
evidence
that he and
I are
definitely
unequivocally

boiled in the
pot--touch
of salt for
time's sake
He opened
his mouth
"is
dinner..."

caught the
dog gazing
upward.
Wolves never
ask, though--
instead they
told you
NOT
to cross the
street yet!
The crows, they'll
 miss their chance;
they have
been
hungry for days
and waiting for
stained with
coffee, his teeth
tasted like tobacco.
This couldn't
be the man I
crept out into the
kitchen, nose
wrinkling in search
of nourishment.
His tail remembers
the cold snap of
syringes filled to
the brink. I never
liked needles to
begin win, but
the FDA
recommends
water bottle, empty,
onto the glass
table, asking for
the name
of the
man she spoke to.
"A friend I
haven't seen in...

the drive shaft lay
dismantled
underneath. That's
why you never trust
a
that, Mommy? that's
what daddy looked
like the other day
when he came home
from
bare-backed ocean,
screaming in
agony.
I remembered
saying this wasn't
a good
left the oven on,"
said the firefighter.
It's completely burned
down, but we can
still

just treading
waters. This is why
we need those
test results back.
I'm just not
convinced we're

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