barefoot in the kitchen
the refrigerator hums
a captive god
i watched a moth drown itself
in a glass of merlot tonight
maybe it dove into the moonlight reflection
just trying to get home
the faucet runs
i wash the same glass twice
the window watches the water
choose the drain
2:13 a.m.
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