…and meanwhile, to heck…

Someone,
somehow secretly let say.
in slender bottle collected love’s sweat
turning by tongue pages of the book.

White semen took away daises from the robe
though it didn’t know if was going further,
though it didn’t know if cuttings in the uterus
will ever sprout.

The seed believes –in this life or in the other,
in visible shape or in the most insidious
You and I will be together
or briefly said,
you
won’t be alone.

In slender bottle someone collects fear.

And you
you’re not left outside