Champagne by Other Joe

Written on the interior in faded ink, where the pen snakes out and the faded voices begin to retreat like mice.

Champagne wraps its arms around its listeners with the faltering sway of rhythmic ambient music, but in a way that is hard to follow; a place of warmth and comfort, but also so tender it tugs at the sheltered inner corners of self. Where bedroom-recital piano whispers and develops into squeezed and wrung out knots, groaning and lurching with the wheeze of a harmonium. Shaky hands, nerve-taut and forlorn, but with hope in the space, gaps in the air.

Reflective and forward-thinking with dewy-eyed introspection at the forefront, immovable like a silver ark.

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