Karen and I
a single light bulb in one corner
an old green Army blanket
scratchy, too warm
music from upstairs
Lawrence Welk or a bad imitation
Her breath, in my ears
fastandfurious
sneakers kicked across the floor
next to the naked podium
we followed Robert's rules
All in favor said
aye
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