POETRY: AND THE TEETH CIRCLED ME BY PAUL TRISTRAM

Like Jägermeister tears
and I shook, twice
as Neptune ceased to exist.
The bottle became
another ex-lover.
I shook my way out of the fight
after realizing
that there are no winners.

Written by Paul Tristram

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