Bottomless Reflections
January 5, 2025
BY Giorgio Citarella
Time is a beautiful marvel.
To think, write, and fight
against your thoughts. I'm
slowly turning into an alcoholic,
as I guzzle more drink.
The feeling in my stomach
like a bottomless pit. The
bottle is your friend,
a stranger says to me.
This as I stare in the
face of eternity.
- Giorgio Citarella
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