[RED WINE]:
A bottle of wine,
Red,
Drink it down,
Silky and fine,
Spill that liquer down yr throat
And drown;
All your internal organs
Are doing backstroke,
And your brain
Is the timid lifeguard,
And your body a river
Of red wine,
Silky and fine,
Shut-eyed and blind....
A fluid statue of our times.
Pippa x
About Me
- MeanTrash
- Brighton, United Kingdom
- A blog run by independent writers from a wide range of backgrounds and countries. Features short stories, poetry and articles touching on subjects that range from feminism and inequality, to intense emotions and abstract mergings of words and rhythm, to lofty imaginings and amusing musings....
1 comment:
I could hear a melody as I read this. I think it would be perfect as a song. *puts on poetry critic hat* I like how you choose one subject and completely immerse yourself in it. It's like you're swimming in your own poetry.
-Trish
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