WINE AND DINE

i have these 

fleeting moments of mortality that

bleed into my life you see to 

seem unkind and kind of krinkled

wrinkles in my perception 

heavy handed and quite wretched 

fetch me my double blind test

to taste the wine the fruit of this vine

and I am

every single moment screeching

to a halt and loudly bleating

sheep would make a lesser sound

a peninsula to swim around and drown

 

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