Message In a Bottle
they talk incessantly of flashbulbs
rickety stories, anchorless
friends are geometries
everytime they sit
in an isosceles triangle
two or more persons
form a conspiracy
the tongue is a genie
smuggling, plotting, spying
friendship, brinksmanship, companionship
all ships are enclosed in bottles
Copyright © John Bertin | Year Posted 2017
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