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Ship In A Bottle
I do it to blur the edges
vignette the haze of night
I do it to shave the edge off
it’s always my round
There’s wonder in the bottle
another glass, another glass
This ship can never sink
can never skim its hull
can never drown
will never go down
And that’s the lie
the lie
that I’ve been living by
for so long
Shattered streetlight reflections
scatter in the puddles
backlit house...
Thursday 16th December 2021 12:35 pm
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