for the show
at the Kennedy Center. we're
both in
black.
coat and tie, white shirt
for me,
her in a formal gown,
with gloves up to her elbows.
it's a play
by Ibsen, or is it O'Neil,
maybe Tennessee Williams,
it doesn't matter,
we're on time, and have
taken a break from Netflix
and Amazon Prime.
how many reruns of Everyone
Loves Raymond
can one person watch?
we find our seats, then
settle in, her with her
Twizzlers and me with my
large box of buttered popcorn.
let the show begin.
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