Best Poems Written by Michael Bank

Crystal Cathedral 'Backfloat in Wine'

Echoing, an ambient hum
a blurry chandelier’s reflection,
red light bending through the skinny stem. 

I live inside the glass’s soft curve
yet every breath reverberates,
every heartbeat rings back
in my intimate
crystal cathedral.

The wine is slow,
rich with memory,
yet the glass is but half-full. 

Backfloat, don’t sip;
as your surroundings 
are intoxicating -
they will cause you to tip.

Tears: the salt vanishes
into the red.
Do they absorb the wine?
or
Does the wine absorb the tears?

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