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

Promises



we shall not fail to read together
escarole, the only lettuce to be cooked
I shall do my best to ignore your brother-in-law
all day lilies
all night lilies
adherence to a preponderance of gentled logic, decked about in whimsy
blue lava lamps in the billiard room nooks
lit with pomp
under most circumstances.

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