The Wine And Eyes Poem by C.D. Xiang

The Wine And Eyes



In december it rains
the wine glass stands still
duped by those crystal rain drops
the wine becomes those drops
those drops metamorphosed into wine.


Those eyes are still-
wide open, not haggard,
dupped by those rain drops
the exigence dispelled
the wine and those eyes are one-
demise is impending.

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Joseph Poewhit 16 January 2009

18 proof ACID-RAIN WINE

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