delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it......... Poems

as I try to believe
I'm having a cartoonish nightmare where ignorance*
is celebrated...
one from which I will wake to see sentience prevailing...
...

of merciless blue
meets the unsanctuary of the bass-voiced rolling green, wets its lips...
and swaggering, laughs in its belly at their seamless junction...
...that laugh,
...

in the anyhows of anywheres
they take their vows and split their hairs
prod their cattle count their chattel
free their mantels prove their worthies
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of the dog days....
we flop, roll...stretch....
let out a softly-snorted wheeze-sigh-grunt, complete with lip-ruffling..
(you think it must tickle....would if you were to do it.) ..
...

of snouts......
aquiline narrow sharp ..piercing foraging finer scents.. a stalwart demeanor....
retrousse stubbily firmly upturned... breathing updrafts....a skipping golightly of bearing....
freckle scattered sunlight dappled skiing jumpers
...

sliding between wails and knees of over loaded aims to please
won't falter now, they've grasped the tail of hunger...
laid on cushions beneath trees to illustrate their expertise
can't give it up, they'll march to be called lover...
...

the green sky
did it....
a call to the clan
.... loud, long...
...

yes, I am in the bathroom with Bonnard...
we gleam...we glow...we radiate
our abbreviated tails beat a rumpy rhythm...
we suffuse, we do...light!
...

the lupine trail
runs east to west
in a dog's eye...
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