and the dogs in El Salvador bark.
A coin banks its hopes on a fountain
and a bear breaks the filip-tip of a fern.
The drummer frowns at the ridges in his cymbals
and the summer buffer in the silo spills.
The wingdinger forgets what her symbols mean
and a canary forgets her nest in a mine.
Sleep elects a hummingbird
and the physicist fires his whiteboard.
I bed the burn with aloe
and you find your button under the cushion under your ass in the
I smother my sympathy
and you smother your sympathy.
I lose my joke in syncope
and the whole auditorium laughs.