Message In the Bottle
The message in the bottle was not what I expected to see
The glass so clear, vodka fetid within, the label beckoned to the buyer
The cap torn off, insides drained, the droplets stained like weak bleak tea
The promised dreams were nightmares, the vendor a stinking liar.
Copyright © Stuart Ackerman | Year Posted 2015
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