Three Liners

Among hollow days
we lean
tall and sure and taking.

If the paragraphs don't suit you, close the book
If the nightly news troubles you, click off the teevee
If the neighbor angers you, change yourself.

A small crack has appeared on the fleshy wall
my house, re-routed to the Nile
come to rest on the ceiling.

Splintered homes
close to
hard-knock doors.

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