Empty Wine Bottles Clink; Devoid Of All Inspiration

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Empty wine bottles clink; devoid of all inspiration
But that’s not the way you remembered they bled
Choosing the perfect wording for posterity
A trembling shadow of what the poets once said

We once set out to create a fresh universe
But that’s not the way I can any longer think
Falling in love with strange, beautiful women
The source & reason for all the dedicated ink

Our souls entwined in deliberate communion
But that’s not the way that I came to be lost
Specific writings to engrave our cosmic lust
Forever entombed within this highland frost

Published by Captain Q

These writings herein are the intellectual property of The Honorable Captain Q. Any unauthorized use is forbidden. The full weight of law and karma apply here upon these pages. Any attempt to steal, plunder and/or ransack the thoughts will be dealt with swiftly by an army of fairies, leprechauns & various other good folk.💚☘🌴⚓️☕️

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