in the pour

am i a glass pouring nothing?
am i water waiting for a glass to contain me?
or does it all happen when i am drunk?

i want you to eat me
i will make you smaller
i will make you larger

we disappear in the thought
serving the audience
and losing ourselves in their directionless spin

i breathe in
i breathe out
but nothing happen til i write it down

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