One Sentence Poems

Michael McInnis Travelogue of Australia From Circular Quay to King’s Cross, sailors traffic in lies and tattoo the sky with debauchery. While in the Navy, Michael McInnis chased white whales and Soviet submarines.

Michael McInnis Untitled We faded after each caress like a mis-spent meteorite, flashing across the sky in the rubbery embrace of gravity. While in the Navy, Michael McInnis chased white whales and Soviet submarines.

Michael McInnis Silence between the leaves (after Jürg Frey) The wind in the maples, oaks, pin cherry, beech and birch sounds like a ship at sea. While in the Navy, Michael McInnis chased white whales and Soviet submarines.

Michael McInnis 4 lines, 33 words (after John Cage) More than halfway through I’m beginning to think we met in a silence so deafening that the only sound you hear is your heart beating as if tinnitus has become a new religion. While in the Navy, Michael McInnis chased white whales and Soviet submarines.