The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for December 1997


cold fingers
fighting
shallow breaths

straighten
up

he spins
he rises
he sits
he wonders

    she stands
    she rubs
    she nestles
    between
    my lap

and the keyboard
calls

pump at night
sieze the day
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