The One

Imagine all the bottles
we’ve used and discarded,

the ones dropped
into recycling bins,
or the rubbish,
the ones rolling
around under
passenger seats,
the ones squashed
in our show of strength,
the ones tossed into childhood closets,
caught between moth-balled gowns & memories.

Imagine one of those bottles
became aware and asked,
What am I doing here?
Why am I empty?

 


 

Word Prompt: bottle

 

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