July 4, 200917 yr A Shiny Countertop. Remembering everything in one second. Emotion regurgitates it in a single drop. Gathering, My tear falls Just a piece of meat seeping salty, Like a jar of cold water in heat. Emotion fills this jar. Condensation, Beading I pick up the cold jar from the countertop, With shallow lines in my fingertips. The beads of liquid, The slippy hands. Colliding with the cement below, Spill I stand in horror, As my emotion climbs the air. Rudely expelled by the sun-sizzled concrete. I am paralyzed Numb My jarred emotion now rain, Unforgiven by umbrellas all over the world. I look back at the now-empty countertop, A wet patch still remains where the jar no longer does. A few drops of liquid A shiny counter top Encapsulating my being And the numbness felt. [iNSERT "I R EATIN TEH SHIX ATM" BILL COSBY SIGNATURE GIF HERE, LOL]
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