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| Southern-Style Bottle Trees photo by L. Kolp |
Blue
bottled
blooms
brush the
heavenly
skies, clank
rhythms as a
bottomed - out
drunk on the
dusty streets
of hell exhales
exhaust - like
sighs. Y o u
think his only
escape from
bottlenecked
hope is to
shatter glass
into the air.
Prompt inspiration- Imaginary Garden's A Word with Laurie: Bottleneck
