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

she, tiring of the constructing of crushed Oreo crusted jello and fruit cocktail filled pies, expressed her frustration by filling the bathtub with mounds of unwashed dishes....
he ran away to the foothills with a local goatherdress...
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she wished an agonizing death to the man who shot and killed her dear red dog...
the agonizing death was that of the man's wife, a massive woman given to wearing green pup tents...
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he warn't no fool
when he named his dog Rauooool....
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there
the blind do not lead the blind...
they simply trip and fall on top of one another
too self-effused/enthused
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cats eating cake on mantle
yellowblackorangewhitepinkgreengreygold
gone
crushed
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how she loved her bootstraps....
polished 'em every day
she'd snap the buggers at you
no matter that you'd say,
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offered
first
to the k
then
...

I danced
in your shoes...
they pinched
and
...

you weren't red
nor were you a wheelbarrow
you didn't mind a walk in the rain
slower walks these last months...
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traveled to the place of mambas
and
euphorian chants....
there was wildwood
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