poem || Jeff Harrison

in the palace, not a piece is left ___________ of Occasion's mad altar


thou vain _________________ as the owl is vain, "hoo, hoo,


hoo, hoo, come to _________________ the hills, human w/ lyres,


for, below, crystal devils _________________ in palaces starve


your amazed mourns _________________ -- yes, starved, as


Elisha's she-bears never _________________ were! shy praise,


are you not _________________ tired of falls, prat- & otherwise?"


answer _________________ must that author answer? Jeff will


give you, author, _________________ ribbons & laces such as


delight Virginia _________________ in her tomb among the


Triple Clouds _________________ above the hills, come and


hearse palaces aborne your _________________ back, tell her


of one _________________ sick heart w/ remembrance of riddles


empty as _________________ the hesitation of tempests, tempests


hesitating, then _________________ tempests' wind invents pleasures


that night _________________ receives, &, in the midst of day, night does


bear _________________ lyres away, and your mourns, amazed still, starved


still, are in the palaces, ask _________________ Virginia, of crystal devils still