The Bottle Shop

You Break It, We Buy It!

there's a receipt on the ground
you pick it up and take a look at it
which isn't really your business, by the way
but i'm just the narrator

the back of the receipt reads:

The letters in his name make up her favorites

“I could spend the rest of my life writing that language.”

He found her, screaming into the cliffs

And it didn’t make much sense to him

But she is not the sun

“Only the Plesiosaur to fear below”, he says

Feeding her wine, the words are honey-sugar-champagne sweet

She forgets about Icarus

And jumps, dives, a perfect score

The Plesiosaur swallows her up, and holds her tight in her stomach

And she feels safe

you're curious, so you ask who has been in recently

the bottle shop owner mentions the lobby guy at the hotel

that watches too many wes anderson films

and has a thing for the girl that used to live in the cottage

it's closing time, do you need anything else?