Champagne

Now you're breathing champagne

I can feel it sparkle on my skin

while you revel in the falseness

of forgivable sin

Now I can feel the air around you

deflate and search for words

to stop your own from hemorrhaging

and to heal whatever hurts

Now you're breathing champagne

while you stumble to the places you once called home

like the park behind my house

and the west end record store

Now you can feel the world behind you

nipping at your heels

like the hundred hungry hounds

and the weapons they conceal

Now you're breathing champagne

like it's oxygen

and you are

lost at sea.

I wrote a note on the bottom of the bottle

you can read when you're in pain

"keep the memories in your chest

and keep breathing champagne."

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