The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for August 2019
the poem
was
there
but
lost
in
the night
unwillingness
or inability
to get up
and
write it
down
[even
overcoming
what
spark
would
there
have been]
but it was
after
all
just another
allusion to loss
and regret
the weak
squeak
of
an old
man
the echo
of
a song
last danced to
long ago