This contraption over which I crookedly crane
my contorted collection of calcium see
caps lock control and command the castoff caret
and the clever with this collection could construct
a colonnade a colophon or the kee kee
koo of the critter whose call we couldn’t confirm
conscript a comrade to crystallize our cozy
canals of consciousness and claim a cult center
of concrete comforts to commend cunning corners
craving a clarion crow call
for a clean coronation of
cacophony while circling comely
cool cantaloupes close to consumables
of cress conspicuous for consumption
other animals 