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


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

41. Musical Shares 9/28/2009
42. One Of 9/28/2009
43. Intricacies 9/28/2009
44. Of Pith And Kin.... 9/28/2009
45. Something About A Solstice....Gymnopedal 9/28/2009
46. Dare 9/28/2009
47. Rougher Draft 9/29/2009
48. Gentle Conflagration 9/30/2009
49. Now....... 10/1/2009
50. Overskill Overbering Underground Uberherring 10/2/2009
51. Siphoning 10/3/2009
52. So...That's How It Is..... 10/3/2009
53. Collected 10/5/2009
54. Itchin'..... Lookin' For The Way Home.... 10/6/2009
55. Hi, Tech....Low Rider..... 9/22/2009
56. Licenses And Liberties 9/22/2009
57. Very Simply Put............ 9/23/2009
58. It Could Wait... 9/23/2009
59. For Cries Sakes 9/23/2009
60. This Ascension 9/24/2009
61. Uh-Hunh- 9/25/2009
62. Memento In Amber....Shades Of Gris 9/25/2009
63. At Owlightly, Lightly 9/25/2009
64. Of No Use 8/11/2009
65. I Heard The Hue...And Didn'T Cry 8/14/2009
66. Guilty..... As Highly Charged...And As Perfumed.... 8/15/2009
67. Sorties Of Misapprehension.....Implicit 8/15/2009
68. Moulin Collie 8/18/2009
69. I Want There To Be A Rainbow Bridge..... 8/18/2009
70. There's One....And Another.... 10/6/2009
71. It's Too Late To Drive Into Town.... 10/6/2009
72. Ask Her That 10/8/2009
73. Coversed Ops 10/8/2009
74. It's More Than A Cup 10/15/2009
75. Savage The Salmon Meeting Tonight 10/15/2009
76. Dangerlessly Dangling 10/16/2009
77. This 10/16/2009
78. Please 10/16/2009
79. Off The Road... 10/16/2009
80. She Was One Of The Fellas 10/16/2009
Best Poem of delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

'Don'T Be Alarmed...........'

it's only a hungry seventeen foot pony
shoved his inquisitive head through the second story landing's open window....
there....
see that hay/those apples?
feed him...
sleep now...
raven'll bring you a new toothbrush tomorrow morning....
stuff's bound to happen,
livin' acrost the valley from Cat Mountain...

Read the full of 'Don'T Be Alarmed...........'

Excreted

and
reconsumed as blood-lust's banquet of still-warm skins...
tufts of fur clinging
to
the erstwhile costume....
as
the entrails
and
forcemeat

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