the soft, severely silent screams - suddenly
sense a slight significance to the sensibly
shy, stalwart stud in the parking lot.
They pose an ironically impromptu isolation,
in the jungle next door.
Hear my irrupting, invading irenic words,
that promote peace.
Let me iterate these irrevocable and irksome
ideas.
I have some itinerant, sometimes irresolute,
itty-bitty irregularities.
This is what makes me similarly different!
Laura Cathleen Hogan
