PAST CONTRIBUTOR SPOTLIGHT: TONY KITT, “JUNK” AND “DEBT”

Junk

You know what it’s like.
Salt solutions. Buffers.
Relationships.
Whatever works.

At any pH value, correlate
between temperature and control,
navigate through gatelessness.
Every captain is Captain Mudd.

Stay clear of adoration juices;
note anything weird: graffiti on bottles,
a part-lemon slice of lime,
a planet in a goblet.
If the wrong goes wrong, withdraw.

In the morning, watch baby hugs stroll
along the precedent quay. Follow
the three little piggies of sanity
dressed in juxtaposition. Contemplate
how the desert sands its graves.
Don’t talk to a knife.

Debt

Your body, the air of confusion.
Existence is squelchy. You select and pull off
a passable look; you plough the furrows
of your cheeks, but your life
doesn’t jell into garrulity.
Undertakers have a name for your silence
that will leave you Google-eyed.

You communicate with your innards,
wide as Montana. Your frozen lips
speak penguin English. You inner dinner
goes to the cinema with you.

In the evening, you talk in debates.
Your communist prose
forces the Sonnet Union to coagulate.
Can we filter ourselves
towards a translucent tomorrow?

Somebody thinks you’re a bottle.
Somebody wants to store you
in his mind cellar.

Tony Kitt lives in Dublin, Ireland. His family hails from County Mayo in the West of Ireland, as well as from Tuscany, Greece, Ukraine, and Poland. He has a background in biology, Celtic studies, and classical music, and has worked as a researcher, a journalist, and a creative writing tutor. His poetry collection entitled Endurable Infinity has been published by the University of Pittsburgh Press in the Pitt Series in autumn 2022. His poetry chapbook entitled The Magic Phlute has been brought out by SurVision Books (Dublin, Ireland) in 2019.