One Year Later

On a collector Christian Lacroix etched glass Evian bottle

He grazed his finger pads along the

Winter garland festivities,

Themselves a collection of overlapping snowflakes.

A charlatan admiration of the design

So he could inspect the flat, clear, non-descript water.

As he wondered what it could taste like

He convinced himself parched.

A rush from nervous response, he pinched the cap

Edges of bent metal sent a pleasurable discomfort and

He held the bottle firm and pinched the cap harder.

A flick of the wrist, and it was off.

The bottle gasped and let out a breath of carbonation

Tiny bubbles inside began their dance.

He took a few quick sips to satisfy his curiosity,

Set the cap back on top, impossible to reseal. 


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