delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
A Little Bifidus - Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
in that culture...
something to hide
from the cordoneers
read in the woods
without benefit of liturgy
shameless in a ring
of flameless fire
brown-paper-covered smaller print
supply your own illustrations
tableau wrapped vignette
laced with gin
under the back porch....
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