Words in a Bottle
Asleeping beauty lying on a soft pink pillow ~~~~O
His hands trembled as he…………….r.e..a…c….h…..e……d
for this G L A S S S sss env-elope
knowing that some-‘dinc’ will be un-veiled
bUt! UnsUre if his life woUld
be the same again
the cork came out ease-lilly
& the cats on the papyrus
sat & watched in the margins
He placed the bottle aside [ĬĬ]
un^tied the crimson band
and b’ro’ke the emerald seal
and un-r--o---l----l----e-----d the epistle
THREE BOLD WORDS
! !!!! !!!
stared at him and he
“!YesSheDoes! ! !SheDoes!”
! !!!! !!!
Boomers and late bloomers
fight over who gets the ticket.
Nowhere is there more com-----post
than north of the Plum Street com------mercial.
Shing-----les burn through velvet screens
turning delight into ribbons of red.
Filtered rancor fuels mistakes
camouflaged with placebo paste.
Botox wrinkles of an oiled cougar
con------jures mink smiles and money.
A hum rattles the loose screw
with sympathetic vibra------tions.
In------animate gadgets unite
to squirm in discomfort.
No thread is linked
least of (all) the red.
Eric G. Müller is a musician, teacher and writer living in upstate New York. He has written two novels, Rites of Rock (Adonis Press 2005) and Meet Me at the Met (Plain View Press, 2010), as well as a collection of poetry, Coffee on the Piano for You (Adonis Press, 2008). Articles, short stories and poetry have appeared in many journals and magazines. www.ericgmuller.com