Thoughts

Abstract thoughts See the world through a full glass of red wine is to see the globe through blood dripping from the galaxy as chalices of the wine of those who paid the ultimate price for our folly. When goblets fall and spill their lusciousness we forget the fallen and start a new war simply because someone must die to keep the carousel going around and around if not the world will fall into an abyss drifting in cold nothingness, surrounded by beer foam and the stink of a pub Sunday morning before the cleaners come with cleansing products that smell of industrial perfume that is toxic and give people cancer; excessive cleanliness kills, the red wine numbs the mind and blood runs down the drain.