Spin The Bottle Poem by Rachel BaByBeAr Anderson

Spin The Bottle



Shining silver rebounds off the bottle lid
Dizzyness fills to the rim
spinning fast on its side
drained of everything
stopping
pointing with its top
watching the teens do their dares
and tell their truths
nothing could be more stranger to this little bottle
other bottles in their hands
if it could it would be groaning
another spin to make it sick

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