Modest Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
Modest
to a fault...but whose...
the exhibition
allied the gores...and slid behind the sliding doors....
oh, for a lift to the rooms of rest,
unconsidered in the last bequest...
dear child, do not
touch
the art
with fingers....
...let it find your heart...
yes, to skate on marble would be fun
...soon...
popcorn
and the park....and sun!
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5/3/2024 12:10:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
some (non) sense memory....