Shot Glass, 18

Cavities remind me

I’m putting off pain.

But for today,

for convenience,

before moments

yet to happen

find a way to sniff me out,

let my presence be unbound.

So as water before my eyes

matches pace until the sunset,

let the bridgework go undone;

let the futures find me.

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