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Bottles Of Anxiety

Genies in Arabian Nights serve our curiosities,
and the monsters we read about in school-
books of fairytales, too. But we aren't kids

to who grown-ups still will be kidding, not
even the ones we were, always scared of ghouls,
yet eager to listen to them from Grannies -

sweethearts sweeter than mums. This world
replaces them well in our hearts - corked

bottles not of Scotch but of anxieties.
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Sunday, June 21, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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