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

is a raw-boned music
in those harsher sounds...
wind that exalts and chides,
tears at the flesh that clings to those bones,
...

strictly a 'tangent'...
.nor ponderously intransigent,
however strict...
however..
...

that love in all its forms inspires....
someone I know of wrote a tune called 'I love you more when you're spiteful'

another was titled 'serving the porpoise'....different composer/lyricist
...

...and that without pulling a punch....
as unusual, perhaps, as that
which also
surprised and delighted
...

brightly bilious....
ever punctilious..
the point's been made....
aches with nightshade....
...

if

I hadn't married a Texan
...

ewe
ace
shuns....
nibble a green bough...
...

und dragon
fly
in
facets...
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the loan of your subtlety
for, say, about a week...?
I mayn't, then, sclump, obfuscate,
frimpoliphize and skleek....
...