Cantillation

Have they not got law schools in china
Why do i have greasy lips
What have you been kissing
Are the results in yet
Are the parameters just
Where are the tastes
On what part of the body
Do we climb yet or sit down
There is nothing here i don’t know
People have been coming for hours
The mind in its sedation reacts
The forms take shape against a background of coal
Statements only begin to emerge slowly
Prose is its own cantillation
The serials are all gone
Bruce has bark on his fingers
Fall has ended in a crocus
No arrival yet but expenses are high
To the east nothing but fog and airplanes
Tina rose slowly from the bed
The diaper was left hanging in the tree
I used the back of my hand and not a napkin
I could smell her for hours
I didn’t want to bathe or speak
The alarms have gotten ready
Do you want a divorce
These things are so pretty
Only small girls could have done it
That won’t do at all
There are laws in this country
It takes time to relate
What cancellations
The staff is secure for now
Notes for a g-clef