Words in a Bottle
                           rib-
    boned.             and 
A                                      sealed
    rolled                 paper  
                 piece  of
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
E_____V_____E_____R
be the same again
                     same again
                   again
                          …. gain….
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
                                                  fell
                                                  to
                                                  his
                                                  knees
                         and shouted
“!YesSheDoes! ! !SheDoes!”
                              ! !!!!  !!!
Abandoned  Couplets
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.
                   Time to 
      aban-----don.
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
These are fantastic! I love the shape of all three.
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