Jan 2017
The coke fizzes just over the rim of the glass,
a sliver trickles, reluctantly down the side,
To a cacophony of a rising hiss,
It pools on the surface,
shining,
The rise cuts itself off,
Done.
a sliver trickles, reluctantly down the side,
To a cacophony of a rising hiss,
It pools on the surface,
shining,
The rise cuts itself off,
Done.
