No Deposit No Return

You held the glass bottle
to your lips
to your tongue
between your thighs
and when you were done with it

you tossed it from a moving vehicle.

It lies in the wet grass
among daisies and irises
catching the summer day’s last golden light

in the shape of your momentary pleasure.


About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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2 Responses to No Deposit No Return

  1. aha …. more Hottttt!

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