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

Uncrossed Limbs



may expect the antithetical....
the presumptive corollary, slathered in antimacassars,
holds....
swaying.....if the berries are out of reach
bake a pigeon pie.....with a pinch of antimatter
to keep the crust from over-browning.....

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