shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Cameron Morse

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In the rosewood exam room
surrounded by stainless
steel coat hooks and escutcheons,
the heart of my unborn son

bangs across the fetal doppler
144 beats per minute. How briefly
our nurse allows us to listen.
Silence lingers in the wake of radio

waves, the abandoned silence
of a hummingbird that manifests
among the zinnias my wife and I
planted in hope of hummingbirds.