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All Bottles Hold A Message

All Bottles Hold A Message

written by: Nomiddlename


the ocean’s ageless skin
crumples beneath
my stained glass stare

over ancient gilded grit
she brushes limp mythical tresses
and spits morbid thoughts
foamy fish-kissed flecks

the sinister sea swipes
in prosaic embraces
buoyed bottles
plastic and poetry-less

she bears no message
for me

declaring meaningless war
on an overworked sun
so the moon could shine
solely for her

i shudder
beneath salt spiked kisses
in her brooding breeze
and of course
i see the warning
and of course
i think

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