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

Siphoning



from the well...as if born of mandate.....
pyrocanthas and flagellistas
fling off, acapella and grandstandless,
each barnacle and sniperwad.....
hard pressed for jelliconicals....
and a little sprung in the centerfold...
some wayblinkers would've smirked
if not for the largemouthed bastions....

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