Taboos

Hmm.... so I had to look up "aperitif" and I found out it is an alcoholic beverage taken before a meal to stimulate the appetite.

I feel a sense of uneasiness in this piece. Like you are purposefully familiarizing yourself with this darkness, this alcohol that consumes you, and instead of having that control of how much you consume, you drown in it.

Something I admire about your poetry is that it so distinct yet I often have to read lines again because I could take several interpretations. Perhaps there is only one meaning, but when I read the short verses you write I have this sense you put every word in place for a specific purpose.

When I read this, I felt like I was falling, that sense of remorse yet not being able to pick myself up. That loss of substance, "no flesh", "cleaning the words on the whiteboard" - perhaps the inner voice of your mind.

Okay, so now after almost finishing my comment and reading again, I see you have placed this in the "nature/environment" category. I'm tying this to being immersed in that darkness/alcohol with being immersed in a flood. There's a sense of hopelessness too.

Really interesting piece.