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
