Saturday, July 10, 2021

3485 : My sage in the bottle

When I am alone, it's easy to assume I am lonely.

I have a ton of baggage, does that count? Strange memories. Where do I put them? Stories whirring in my head. How do I land them? My monkey mind, unable to rest on a plane.

And then, finally, I have you firmly trapped in a wine bottle from about 16 years ago. A bottle that we both shared. You were so drunk that you never noticed how I lulled you into that glass thing.

One day, I shall set you onto the sea. My sage in the bottle.

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