I’ll assure you, the essential conceit

of Delirious (Candy, et al.)—is real. 
           Lucky Numbers
            take your pick. {and then here
                                      you would find 
                                       a canted 8 that
                                       curs felled, maybe
                                                 a lemniscate
                                           or cells dividing
                                       in white-hot fits of
                                    paper maché mitosis}

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