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Dec 2010
Light peers in through the window
thinking of summer
I bring my wine glass to my lips
Then stop…
Everyone is expecting me to drink
This Predestination of thirst

I drop the glass
From two meters high
Shatters in jagged pieces by my feet
The light from the window
Mixes with the red wine and broken pieces
There’s a prism at my shoes
Bright rainbow of hues
Sprouts like arms
Giving me a hug
That I didn’t deserve

I see my body
In the broken pieces of glass

I dropped it
Out of destruction
Creation
Beauty
I wanted to see this
Simply because,
I haven’t seen anything pretty in awhile
Joey Zimmerman
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