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


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

counting toes while wearing sox...
tugging, pulling boots on...
saddling an equine ox...
what..... the champagne... and the flutes, gone?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 21, 2010



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