Absent I

Dream heroine kitty advises
                        Bash skull with
                        catsup bottle.
                        Wait.
                        Reciprocate.

Times I thought I
was happy I was.

Matter’s grace
requited then quit.

Spice chimes
screened porches.

Strands suspend
molar-throat catch.

Body awaits penance.

Under counters
plastic wraps

brownies in points
in jars.

Pears bear burden
of out of

reach branches.
The fencing duo

loses control of all
swords.

When requested
often just

summon a ladder
to absent I

who never did
occasion mistaste.

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