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

of thems
that must be
laundered....
waxing, whilst gibbous...
fractures of the crucible under the stair...
......never mind the ones rhapsodizing in the ballroom...they'll wait....
lingering torcheres, blunt-swaddled in bluefly drones...
some, not all, of the taxidermist's donations to the caudal regency...
.......those violet studies....beautifully withering...almost
afraid to touch them....
the pinking shears of altruism....rust remover...just a thought....enough, for now
enough....... for now....