found haiku, cont.
pottery shop dust a young sales clerk with her arm in a cast
old weather vane spots of rust on a black horse
green fields and clouds of sheep painted on a watering can
halloween makeup only his eyes stay the same
2 a.m. at denny's the cook tapping out jingle bells with a spoon
locating a star I use the span of my hand to measure the sky
kimmswick trolley 3 clangs away from empty seats
bernadette on my bookmark the closest I've been to a saint
demoted to the sale shelf an angel with one wing
summer heat you know it's a funny thing he says without smiling
in through the out door because it's open
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