pandora's bubbles

lurking on the bottom of a magnum realm
reality ferments in pink champagne ruptures
popping corked bubbles in the mind
you know the ones
that make you come undone
shaking your appearance of lovely
pouring the truth about the ugly
into your flawless polished chalice
secrets bleeding beneath vacuity
in neon liquid dimensions
illusions and mind inventions
and all its false perceptions
bottled in time
and you to be its clone
a mirror for the orbiting drone....
sipping the fruit of its vine