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


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

we lie disordered
on the sand...
having found no keys
to polydactyl freehold
....to the skeletal absolute....
we rise, chanting to the ghosts of demarcations past and present,
plant blazing poles, tilt at winds....
blind-sighted, keening....

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 20, 2010



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