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