3WW: American Sentences (Crumple, Illicit, Nerve)

American Sentences: They are haiku-length poems that Allen Ginsburg suggested be limited to 17 syllables, like haiku in Japanese and like the Heart Sutra in Buddhism. The following two sentences are such American Sentences of 17 syllables.

I decided to try something a bit more challenging in this post. Instead of constructing mutually exclusive American Sentences, I decided to try stringing them together in something resembling a story. I personally thought it interesting to read them separately. Then together. And then even intermixed with one another.

(Updated to read as a paragraph as suggested by Susan's and Tumbleword's comments)

He carefully stole into the bank, illicit idea in tow. Onto the marble counter dropped a crumpled note demanding payment. Ere teller took the missive, said man – his nerve lost – snatched the note and smiled. ‘I hoped you might have four quarters for this dollar – for laundry, of course.’ The teller smiled, handed him two twenty dollar bills, and mouthed thank you. He exited the bank grinning, his plan executed perfectly.

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