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I peck the keys with one
finger of one hand as the new
Christmas kitten lays content
and warm curled upon my
chest and folded into the crook
of my left arm, his purr motor
at full rev, this his preferred napping
perch whenever I sit at my computer,
little hedonist that he is.

And who am I to object to these
moments of shared warm affection?
It takes longer but I am
getting pretty good at
one hand one finger typing.
 Apr 2020 Jeff Stier
L B
Blanket
 Apr 2020 Jeff Stier
L B
The night is ink
It moves around me
with it's broken heart
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