A shard of glass

A shard of glass

A shard of glass lays in the dirt

What used to be so beautiful is now so brittle

What started at the border of land and ocean

Collected in a bucket

Burned till it was liquid

The fire cackles at the melting sand that is silently suffering

Then a giant expands it till it can stretch no more

Then lets the sand rest and harden

Until its sand no more

Then it is stuffed with a liquid with thousands of tiny pops

And put in a dark room

Until the doors open and see the bright everlasting flare 

And see children run up to you and rip off your tightly fitted hat

With a metal stick

And drink the liquid of a thousand explosions and then you get thrown away

Into the dirt where you see hundreds of winters and feel yourself get slowly buried with the worms