For Warren And Igor... Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

For Warren And Igor...



firebird rites
dog eared bites
on the seventh sunday
when the walls come down
I'll be there
singing with you
like
a left-handed clown
in resplendent
isolation
on impermanent vacation

and I'll bring sandwiches....

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