Poem: Bottled

Written by Raya Tamar

Bottled ship wrecks, fast in place.

Perfect, curved glass, embracing a

Misshapen face.

Plans set in stone, cemented

With dust.

A dream.

Vividly real, at a glance.

 

Savour the moment.

What will clearly be bitter sweet, in retrospect,

proposes itself with a masochistic quest for blissful oblivion.

Knowingly rushing:

On my mirage mission.

 

Bye bye …  bitter sweet…, before you,

begin,

I’ll keep memorized

The way your eyes let me in.

Still keep butterfly photos dancing

Within.

As I back away, from

This cardinal sin.

 

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