Wine = Beauty
Jiho Lina Kim
You in a mirror
yearn for a Glass of red wine
when a Bottle of one
is already standing proudly next to you,
overlooked by your
humble avarice -once desired by methat discloses the superficiality of
beauty.
After winning rather a Jar of wine, of which its origin is
hidden and
forgotten by your intoxication of glory, you then trail an odour of Vineyard,
savagely.
Looking myself at the mirror,
I give a dare to stop your conceit, in recognition of your dangerous drunken state:
Be aware, vanity defeats glory.
Yet you were already in the arms of Dionysus,
desiring more than beauty.
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