A glass
water air
table top
empty room

To the optimist
half-full
yet to be
enjoyed

To the pessimist
half-empty
all too soon
desolation

To the poet
hackneyed metaphor
analogous
easy way out

To the water
constraint
enforced shape
dictatorship

To bacteria
society’s bounds
end of this
tiny universe

To light
refraction
pink floyd
prismatic display

To cycling dust
just one target
among many
for the coating

To the thirsty
salvation
cool cool
hydration

To the whale
a drop
a single drop
no ocean to be found

To the plate
the bowl
the gravy boat
a brother

But to the glass
inflexible
constrained
transparent

To the glass
buried beneath
gravity’s
crush

To the glass
nothing
much
matters

To the glass
everything is
what other’s
would make of it