Chianti Dreams
I wrote my dreams on the back of a paper bag.
Stuffed them down inside an empty bottle of Chianti
and threw it into the ocean.
The tide rolled it right back to me,
with words as wet as my eyes.
-James K 2013, All rights reserved.
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