Plastic Cups
A plastic cup
Sweating beer
My hands are wet with a nervous condensation
you blame the celling fans
for circulating hot air
unable to catch a breeze
or a break
I crush the cup in my hands
My small way of ending things
One thought on "Plastic Cups"
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
Oooh, you contrast small material manifestations with big interior realities. I like this!