delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
The Ludicrous Pain Of Hearing - Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
the name of a country,
a speck of soil,
repeatedly...and again...and again...
as if to be a short mantra that implies a godhead
it speaks not of the heart of mankind as a whole....it speaks, to me, of dispensing from a hallowed place....
who is seduced, inflamed, brought to strange external frenzies of affiliation
by a proscribed rhetoric...predictable and one-dimensional....?
I need to hear of love..of love that enriches my inherent sense of beauty...
of invention, imagination...such as they are.....
it isn't the fuel of illusion that I seek..
.it is to share the dreams and actions of an at least somewhat informed creativity....
very glad, very, that there is no necessity for me to pull any punches, (one way to illustrate it)
it must be horrendous for an essentially intelligent public figure(head) to have to resort to the manufactured line to elicit the knee-jerk of presumed necessity......
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