Poetry

In a certain mind

I wipe the condensation
off the bottom of the glass with my palm,
place the glass back on the coaster,
to which it sticks
slightly,
meaning that it will probably rise up
off the desk when I next lift
the glass to take a sip.

A slight tilting
and pressing downwards at an angle
will break the seal
formed between two hard smooth surfaces
by the liquid in between.

For millennium before and after
this is something that
in a certain mind
will be noticed.

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