Letters and Diary Poetry posted September 30, 2015 Chapters:  ...59 60 -61- 62... 

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A chapter in the book To Cherish Thorns

Bottle Cap

by michaelcahill

Bottle Cap

I wake up with cuts--
with ridges
a mystery to a groggy mind

another drunk night
another fight
with no one

I'm sure the sun would smile
if I deigned to draw the drapes
my hand sweeps under
that foreign land
under the sofa
a bottle cap
it's green
with red splotches
I know those blotches
were inflicted by some fool
(I use my sleeve 
to sop up drool)

this bottle cap
I know I've seen it
once before
a peppermint schnapps top
but of course--I remember
it's that cap
from days of yore
before my core became sore
I was a fool with a bottle cap to blame

I recall it put up no resistence
when I slipped my fingers
gently round it
and began to twist
it wasn't long
before I cast it aside

it offered no protection
for what it proposed to
seal within

well, that is just 
a memory unremembered
that she told me
most unkindly
wasn't my finest hour

my friend, this bottle cap
you did me no favors it seems
and now I place it on the table
and when my brain is able
I'll fill it with the good times
we once shared
but it might be night
and I feel like a fight
the guest of honor
has arrived



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