Poem -

Night spark

Fireworks outside wail
an anthem 
Celebrating sadness
the state of the world 

I stared with glassy 
eyed wonderment

standing in the kitchen
You offered the bottle

Instead of words 
we were both hesitant

and then I went to sleep
The box sits in the

deepest corner of
my mind and 

it emerges in the
evening beautifully 

ripe watered by
wine 
 

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