Sun Bottle Twice Poem by kevin casey

Carry the world, with delight save the long ride over the stretch
dreams invoking the symetry of a bottle as far as can be the whole of entirety that which we share or keep selfishly in the vessel across many voids to replenish and get lost for the light is defracted can you as weapon be at hand, brings on courage for the grand and all
carry forth the aptly named for it all is from journey long and short in and out of every docking port how far is measure placed, sand
likened to a streched out welcome of beautiful eyes every one knows
have a pop at the cork, flick the cap screw the lid place a candle in the top and ship inside access tight like gordians knot exercise this conection between those that love and those that looter, know and unkown purchase an administrator, syringe to perfection, elixire is the perfect or misconception cotterelled up may be an evil brew an avenue leading only to culdesac, visionaries that percieve through clouds it is the pour may be glug kiss purse witch sorcerer wizard given priestly advice, through youth bonk all prize open the morning of eons in the making far back later in the night
have this think every thing is apparent drink from the bottle take the knife take gun sun