you pushed, I pulled;
(it’s strange how we stick together
without fitting together,
so easily pulled apart.)
the wine glasses on the table
shake a bit.
in my mind, they
drop and shatter,
spreading purple on the parquet.
you only pushed verbally, thank goodness.
you’re far bigger than me, and stronger,
you could probably push me to the
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