The man and the bottle
become one and forget
about everything else.
The man and the bottle
crash into one another
and the shards of glass
hurt everyone around them.
The man and the bottle
feel so alone and feel
like they are destine
for one another.
The man and the bottle
will empty each other
of anything that once filled them.
The man and the bottle
will forever be at war
with one another.
Damn that bottle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem