If I were
say a grape
I would know
most likely that
there’s a fine
line between wine
and rancid vinegar
and that line
has little to
do with me
and everything to
do with someone
else it’s never
the bottle or
even the label
or even whatever
is found inside
but only ever
about how someone
else tastes me
such is the
aimless life of
a grape and
anyone silly enough
to date nowadays