Kitchen Sink Reserve Red Table Wine
Bitter
Tart
Blood colored
Like hints of
Lachance’s flayed
Corpse, betrayed
European
Dragon’s breath
A dirtlike grape burn
That throattorching
Sour
Dry
Sulfuric
Swells from the
Base of the spine
And kicks hard
Fire and ash
In the mouth
Leftover
As aftertaste
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