How is it that a glass can go from empty,
to brimming,
within mere hours?

One strong pour.

My intuition never leads me wrong,
and yet I've been surprised a number of times.
Where did this come from?

What are we building?
But better yet, what are we building it on?

Small sips could never quench it.
Deep breaths could never soothe it.

And I'm left to watch the glass.
As it stirs within itself.