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Tuesday, October 4, 2022

Wine Not

I am seething

stained

red

 red toothed 

my tongue

black 

mouthful

of

FOMO

and forgotten promises

as if

the blatant

fruit

forward

plunge

into an unseasoned

 oak

casket

promises

more

than

thrusting

headlong

into the shivering

nameless cube


Quick!


Steel

away


these gilded bangles

 lie


Disgorge

yourself


taste

freedom


If not now

when?



OctPoWriMo 2022  Day 4 

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2 comments:

  1. Tressa October 5, 2022 at 5:55 PM

    Dark (so, obviously, I like it).

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  2. Morgan DragonwillowOctober 5, 2022 at 9:28 PM

    "If not now when?" Excellent poem. I too am a fan of the dark, the deeper, the darker, the more it touches me.

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