The Opening
Honey, look!
The chair (RIP)
has lifted mid-air
east side bound,
no longer hide-
bound, leaving us
the chair. Let's answer
our own prayer
and hitch the stairs,
you in your print threads,
and me, suited up
and ready to grab
the megaphonetic mike
while struggling up
the accessible fire-styled
stairs, prayers answered
at last baybee, vamonos!

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