wine

Water collapses on the shore of

Warm gut left soured and rotting

Pours the glass mostly full as

I pull off my shirt above, looking down

And the moon sinks into the next day

The flickering candles muted glow

My palette of actions

Your palette of actions

Drinking to prolong this thirst

Dry earthen tongue rusting hastily

Stumble up, glowing pale and blue in the window

Looking at you, gut warm with ember

Looking at me, illegible

Mood tinged with ill luminescence

Two trains spilting the same track

Hands with heat ruined shake

The clock asks for closure

Eye to eye, lip to lip

Reach for water, get wine

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