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turn on these stage lights, she asked

with the candles burning on the shelf



o and she giggled too



she had a beer in her hand

and i one in mine



had we been alone

there would have been

several interesting possibilities



of course like a house of cards

the circumstances would have

been stacked differently



but put that thought aside

because with the candles

fluttering around the softness of her face

and we were drinking on the futon

(and the audience slowly falling asleep)



there was a glow in the room

that was so much more lucid

than a couple flames

that i felt wrapped in