Geonbae!
By Uri Park
I started life
As a green glass bottle
Passed around
From one tanned and weathered hand
To the next
Those hands tipped
And poured me over
And over
They emptied my insides
And placed me
In the growing party
Of other green glass bottles
We stood together
Empty and surrounded
By clouds of smoke
Minutes turned to hours
And soon our shiny
Fingerprinted bodies
Were layered in grease
And smoke
The excited
Rapid noises
Became a slow
Slurring melody
An unharmonious
Racket
Between grunts and sighs
I ended life
Bound tightly
In a claustrophobic cluster
My green glass body
Tucked snuggly
Next to another
Placed
On a darkened street corner
Waiting
For the same tanned
And weathered hands
To journey me away
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