Gregory Bodenhamer 2006
A casual acquaintance,
a great bottle with purpose,
them aside, i take them up, two times the life, their some imposing i prefer, someone else’s eye cast soul lives on, making my weak body stronger, measureless pride, reason is plain,
neglected and thrown about,
no harm in displaying their past, caring nothing of the fact they’ve been thrown away,
entirely independent of any further claim,
every little friend of mine.
Gregory Bodenhamer 2006
some were for pleasure, some for the taste,
never afraid these bottles of mine,
home, one is persuaded not to toss such things a good natured bottle makes a perfect friend, away, nothing created is ever in vain,
just faint dreams of their past they have a new
charm and coloring now just towers of air,
so sweet and steady all these friends of mine, they all seem to fit so tight and snug, loyal and enduring lasting a lifetime,
a thrown away bottle could ruin a good man,
never to toss away again, every little friend of mine.
a whole lifetime of joy,
keeping these close,
Greg