The hidden bottle
You have to have it,
that hidden bottle in the back,
your life's elixir,
the most indispensable of medicines,
the only one to always cheer you up,
that whisky bottle,
that so many times have saved your life
from devastation and depression,
giving up and other fatal suicidal steps;
your friend is always there to serve your spirit,
and if he is missing, then you have another one
at hand and always ready
to provide you with some continuity
of courage, stalwartness and intrepidity:
your friend in need indeed forever:
your bartender.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2010-08-25 at 14:54
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