Immovable

In a dream I was drinking wine again

from a glass decanter

the wine was sweet

yet I was hiding it from myself

 

the only observers were three mannequins

all women one standing two were seated

crosslegged on the floor unmoving

yet I hid the wine from them

 

my lips held the sweetness of wine

eyes locked with the eyes of the mannequin

the tall one standing off to the left

I promised her not to tell

 

that she was standing immovable

 

 

 

 

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Immovable

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