cant move

in a bottle-cap
a red one
it has rusted edges
and dream drops
they stay,
nestled
within its metallic core.
cant breech out they close
the glass up
in the bottle-
under the bottle cap they nap asleep.
they breathe in and out slowly
barely.
locked inside
forever under a faded
map-
revealing the shape of
a suffocating bottle.
the map stretches out
the world.