remember
the time we slow danced
to Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts
Club Band
in her parents
basement,
with the lights dimmed,
her friend
Alice
making out with Cricket
in the corner,
her blouse unbuttoned,
when the gum fell out of my
mouth and got
tangled impossibly
in her long
black hair.
does she remember that
night, i do.
in fact,
i can still hear the scream.

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