Shuttle
Thank you for calling Write this or I eat my hat. This
is deft drawl speaking how may I help you. No, he is wounded,
just back from lunch. You are third in line. Tenth-hour eyes
in the cowlicked glass. He wants that in freckled and ready. Now
don’t shoot the switchboard. Am I inanimate. Your patience is
come home, we have leek green foothills. I don’t rightly
know sir you are too kind. Shore up the eyelids please hold.
I will transfer you. We need a new way to talk
about e-mail. I am making a list in red exhale so human the noon
vapors scald me, eating leftover Thai with my hands on the curb.








