One of my rare poems not based on personal experiences, but on an exercise my writing group did together. ~Susan

Spiral

Laid out on his slab of wit

cold hard to bear

"I am not," she defied

"One of your equations."

He acquiesced and tuned to

the volume of her body,

agreeing with her spherical,

circular and cylindrical geometry.

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~Susan 20 Jul 06