tink tink
thick transparencytink tink tink
slumbering liquid
held for a fragile moment
enveloping others...
effervescent,
smooth and clear,
thick as tar
each to serve
shiny vessels wait
to be emptied and filled
and emptied and...
the vessels that ache
shells that break
when the journey
from womb to tomb
begins again
nothing left to chance
begin another dance
with bottle in hand
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