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

random slaughter and mayhem.....depersonalization of the dispensing of death.. could, for a variety of reasons, be called thievery....

but a savory and satisfyingly well-planned and competently perpetrated act of murder....one that ends the life of a specific and particular
evil and merciless being..one.who has earned elimination....another matter entirely....
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some might find the act...curling up to die alone... to be one of a noble and natural animal...
.I know differently....
I won't say so anywhere but here....
supposing it is good to have a place where I can be truthful....here in virtual company... no good could come of otherwise giving voice to it... it would, in fact, be an indulgence I will not provide...not for myself...nor for the one of whom I speak...
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eve and adam, too...
bless each bat and kinkajou...
from polar ice to peaks sudaten
small and large,
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stuffed the carpet in a bag
to lope, trek....vend some spleen...
the tent-pole's bent....
there is no vent....
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celebrated the opened gates,
danced
as voices praised
sky and air
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a run on sentence,
golden dogfish up both sleeves
while a kerchief full of mercury
spouts fountains of bereaves...
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was no collusion....
....take that spear,
bend it,
place it
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despite the flailing attempts,
efforts to gain attention by any means at all...
no one wants the ride...
even those seeking the distraction of a ruse
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or persons who have English as a non-native language
to criticize...destructively and cruelly....?
...you've been seen and heard....
your actions are mean and petty,
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