Glass? No, there is no glass

 

Glass?

No, there is no glass,

just my hands,

drinking with my hands,

and now they are failing me.

Wings?

I don’t need wings,

I need gills,

cause I am drowing.

Beer?

An old friend,

warming up seconds to seconds.

God(s)?

Too many of them.

I?

Chatting with friends, Kuala Lumpur, March, 2023