Drunk Moth

Mike Bell/ June 26, 2016/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

A small moth
fell into my wine
pulling strokes
on the red tension
whilst leaving its powder
off useless wings
a peppered
surface

I lifted it
from the struggle
with a capped pen
now I write it
that insect
slow-dried
mildly drunk
in red ink