013 – Rocks

When lips touched glass
Ghosts were freed
Flowing like a liquid skeleton key
To any box
Even Pandora’s

The first swallow
Opened the forgiveness of yesterday
Freed the sins of today
And prepared tomorrow’s regret

This night now will be peppered
With small hopes of
Forget me’s
And fuck me’s
All things we cannot tell our loved ones
If we actually have any

Our inebriated souls
will somehow make it all better
Even if only for a little while

Let’s just hope
We can wake up
Not remembering what happened
So we can easily convince ourselves
Its ok to pretend innocence

Robert Rivera
25 August 2017

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