Sipping Sherry

what is real for you?
the taste of my salty skin
against your lips?
and all of this for what?
some assurance that
at least we have each other
to steady the trip

you shake me up
and watch me fizz
then drink me down
like a cool soft drink
before collapsing on my chest
and slipping away
until you are parched again

return-stop
rewind-replay
show is over
there are only so many ounces
in my container
tip me back
so you can get the last of me

like most things
I am reusable
but you are not clever
enough to fill me up again
enjoy the final taste
tomorrow is trash day
and tonight I am drained