Paper canoe

We were at a restaurant on 48th.
While she spoke I found my discomfort grow.
I opened the door to my head while she wasn’t looking and I stepped in.
I took down the branches of my disdain and fashioned them into a paddle. I handed it to Odysseus and said “You’re going to need this “.

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