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I Am Santo

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Sip, surfeit, surrender. Each begins with S and travel abroad on oceans of crested meaning, storms avoided by unwelcome fists balled tight around the stems of fine crystal. It’s not violence, this art, but a swallow and sway within the finite, an arbiter of responsibility retired for evenings spent wading in warm paradise. Dreams grow bigger while eyes stay wide, visions dancing as a world spins on a personal axis. For a time it’s ours, then the blur bleeds off and dawn awakens blank-faced recollection with a need to recapture merlot-stained pleasure once night arrives again. #irispad #startswiths #wordsandimage #wine #sip #taste #wineglass #yum #alcohol #poem #poetry #writer #writing

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