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The Napkin Kiss (06/29/2011)
Bottle half full, bottle half empty.
The man who associates with bottle lusts,
Desperate for its cool curves in his ever-diminishing grip.
How he yearns,
By the most desperate association in his throat-loans from,
The Goose-Necked apparition.
For the first bitter, warmth of a kiss.
Of a mem'ry.
He swallows.
He breathes.
He drowns, in contempt and temprustness,
TEMPESTRNUNUSS. One He...
Tuesday 16th December 2014 3:47 pm
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