Realisation
How I live every day of my life...
Running the damp cloth on warm porcelain
Stack it with the rest, distracted and turn
He makes you laugh, water trickles
It runs into your sleeve, you scream
He laughs now, about to take the mug from you
But it shatters. It breaks. It falls. It slips
Your fingers shake, shards embedded in your soles
You don’t feel it, it is nothing
Nothing compared to this
The realisation
That he
Isn’t
There
Running the damp cloth on warm porcelain
Stack it with the rest, distracted and turn
He makes you laugh, water trickles
It runs into your sleeve, you scream
He laughs now, about to take the mug from you
But it shatters. It breaks. It falls. It slips
Your fingers shake, shards embedded in your soles
You don’t feel it, it is nothing
Nothing compared to this
The realisation
That he
Isn’t
There