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
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