shattered glass

forces from beyond propel the cup from the table

lifelessly it wanders to the earth, careless and free in exasperated relief

the point of contact..where two points touch..redefines its existence

like a snapshot in eternity, a fleeting moment seen only in reflection’s eye

violently without purpose strewn apart

from the pressure of the world and illusion of lost strength

fragments implode beauty lost

integrity gone forever changed

shattered pieces on the floor

swept together thrown away