2 WORKS
ELIZABETH WITTE



There For



Where (in the [most beautiful] harmful place)
       And then (sore)
       And then (safe)
       Then (worm)
       And such that
       Then (warm)
       And then (ache)
Upon


Such that, in the perfected corner of the stone prison
the boil on shoulder and a finger on wrist At night we
dream of our murderers There’s no reason to eat more

(sore) the [sorest place on (body)] or raw’ed elbows
(safe) the [safest part in (building)] cash reserves
(worm) the [lengthening of] tape intestine being grown
(warm) the [degree of, by degree of] or shared lesser of
(ache) the [ashes let (scattering)] This is a god growth

But when there is sunlight we sweat and smell our foul


The Landlord, His Father