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Wrestling with Love

We argued over the vacation, a new destination or the camp in Maine

I wanted someplace warm, different and sandy; you wanted the hammock

We circled our wagons and laid siege to winning but

I settled.

I wanted bright colors; you selected off-white

The living room resembled a physician’s waiting room, comfortable for you

I wondered why the magazine selections were so sparse

And the windows with blinds so naked without curtains.

Our time together felt like a long cord attached to a car bumper

Going in the opposite direction

We just couldn’t agree; I settled


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