That's Why It's There.... Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

to spark on
...to run parallel to.... and with.
..to leap...change shoes.....
exchange blues....and greens and violet cauls....
wrap it in a softer stola....a cream-fringed bartered bridle.....
......an anything button.....
stripped and repalped.....
the essential will out....... and over...and under....
.a necessary...with seven supposedly extra senses......and a snout that could find that noodle in a rucksack.....or a swan's nightmare.......