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'Old Man's Bourbon' - Niki Menzies (Year 13)

When he is a child, on warm

winter nights in the heart

of a home and beside

the fire, he holds amber

and then puts it away.

And a man then, he turns his arms

blue and black

with letter-writers, warms unsaid.

But soon the plant dies

on the sill, and even though

he keeps bright things nearby and

holds her close,

creeping feelers curl him down

and cut him.

Old and bent, by the window

biding his time until his old friend

comes to beat down the door,

and bear him onwards.

He reaches down,

hand round the vessel

and tipped over a glass,

all gone amber and sparkling

in the firelight.

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