A cherry red balloon

to celebrate an end

big and bulbous a window of light

curves around the belly; the golden-oak

luminescence of whiskey

of it the joy in this period

grief insatiable, its neck-

mouth are mine

it juices smoky brown sugar;

tonight, I will reminisce like Icarus

into a bed

of goose down


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