In Search Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

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of audacious bettor angels....
finding them in the front and by-lines....
they squawk and keen...
their wing men and women have plucked most allusions from them....
.leaving
obscurantists winnowing,
waving
what appears to be a mutually paramount bandera of a startling gray....
....boxes groan with the weight of conspicuous assumption...
.the cheap seats implode.....

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