The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for September 2018
i am
at a place
at the base
of my left
thumb
just
above
one of the veins
twitching
occasionally
out of
rhythm with
my heart
beat
listening to
the hot
breezes
in
the air and
my brain
the leaves
outside
rustling
and
swaying
the valiant
fan above
my head
cranked
up to
medium