2014-2015, Poem

Bottle On a Shelf

Featured in the 2014 Fall Issue of Rambunctious

Bottle On a Shelf
Colin Howe, '16

On the shelf lay a bottle
Where I keep my soul
Its green presence gazes back
longingly, rigid forms melting 
Into fluid spirits, like clocks
Frozen before they could hit the ground
Preserving their ungodly shapes
Until reality shifts them back into line.

And maybe I could climb into that bottle
Just for the day, or rent a room
And stay a lonely, thought-filled night
And watch as my vision twists
and contorts, the clock on that wall
frozen hands stretched like rubber bands
Until reality shifts everything back into line

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