Jeff Harrison
Free Kittens

quavering we poetries which they

flop irreproachable that congruence

is theirs / palaces where pigments crouch

Virginia would satchel her hoof

bubbling, she is situational: "dear

receipt, I were chimeric, yours

descriptively, Virginia"

Lord Byron, can I be one of the eaters

retyping in the ballroom, what compensations?

compensations include free kittens

bureaucracy creates we lasses

ours did dynasties, yours did naught

jolts can precondition when theirs damn

idols they have docks, mine poems

conspire? they must be exploding!

shameless? shameless had been ants

categorized 'em? categorized 'em!

poet pressurized, we rectangular up earliness

her characteristics Hegelian, her epitaphs novelistic,

Virginia's intestines be our jaguar hereafter