A Shiny Countertop

[l0rd]

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.

[Delta40]

This feels like an action of slow motion where the collision of glass meets concrete and the emotions meet the sky through the relief of impact. The residue of of what is left and then nothingness afterwards. That is my understanding of this piece.