PinsA Poem by Anais K.VPins and needles in my toes after I gave you a backrub, sitting on the bed, cutting off the ciculation through my ankles as you typed and typed late at night. I was naked under the sheets trying to get you to bed, but you said “no, not yet. five minutes,” same as yesterday, and the day before, and always. © 2013 Anais K.V |
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