She wrapped
aluminum foil
around my head.
My mental static
did not go away
as promised.
She blamed me
for being unreceptive
to her personality.
I thought
another bottle of merlot
won’t save this evening.
Even though
the wine was served in paper cups
and accompanied
a veggie pizza
served on stiff paper plates
that absorb the oils.
A photo
of the Columbia River Gorge
hung on her wall
displaying salmon
leaping through
the rapids.
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