Destiny at the bottom of an amber bottle
is hard to swallow.
The unforgiving bitter taste
of weakly crafted lies.
Did you promise earthly wet offerings?
One night bride,
Peitha at the bed's side.
Artemis weeping quietly outside.
Circe failed, Odysseus would be no swine.
I know your secrets intimately,
how to make you scream...
Morpheus in your dreams,
fashioning false scenes in scenic surroundings.
Have you ever truly been alive?
Have you lived?
What's beyond that bitter last sip?
Barman calls last round...

'Ah shit'


©isalittlebroken

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