{"id":131842,"date":"2023-09-02T14:30:39","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T18:30:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=131842"},"modified":"2023-09-02T14:30:40","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T18:30:40","slug":"cups","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/cups\/","title":{"rendered":"Cups"},"content":{"rendered":"

1 Cracks in the cup crawl through my brain<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0setting off sparks<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0electrical overloads<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I never can get this glued back together enough<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0to stop the sparks<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

2 Cups hold all of the universe<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0cradled galaxies<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0moons in orbit bumping the rim<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0stars spill over<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

3 wrapping my hands around the warm cup<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0gentle scent of honey and chamomile<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0my tongue is burnt<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0by the amber liquid<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0humming to myself in my cozy corner<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

4 I can see the sculptor\u2019s hands<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0when I touch the cup<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0fingerprints remain<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0from long lines held steady<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0as the vessel took shape<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

5 I walked into the Cannon Brew Pub<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0with the need for whiskey<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Tyson Anthony held up the bottle<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0my personal cup in hand<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I raised my thumb<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0he poured<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0my cup now filled with the required drink<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0by the time I sat at the bar<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

6 Cups hold nothing<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0not even air to breathe with<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0not even space to live in<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0not even sound<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0everything leaks out<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0spills out<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0trips out<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0and slips away<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

7 Except<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0cups do hold my love<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0when nothing else will<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

8 The cups are lined up on the window<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0that has never seen a defenestration<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Probably for best as<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0we are on the ground floor<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Does yeeting cups out a window though<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0count as a defenestration?<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

9 I have cups and therefore I am sick<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I have cups with which to have tea<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I often only have tea when sick<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0If I didn\u2019t have cups<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0maybe I wouldn\u2019t get sick<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0as there would be no need for tea<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Can you tell I\u2019m sick right now?<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

10 Autistics have hyperfixations<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0They make them happy<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0They are their special subjects<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Upon finding another with the same special subject<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0it is less like a competition<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0and more like the last geek on earth finding the only other last geek<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Who knew anyone else would have a hyperfixation around cups???<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

11 The blue cup of memory<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0slides along the counter to me<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0My dad\u2019s coffee cup<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0is full of hot coffee<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0that I poured from the pot<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0and balanced all the way down<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the hallway<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0without spilling a drop<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0for the first time<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0at age 9<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

12 Shards of porcelain litter the floor<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I smile<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0years of stained porcelain<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0now useless<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0scattered on the linoleum<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0looks so very pretty<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

13 I grabbed the blue coffee cups<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I was going to wrap them in newspaper<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0but I threw them to the ground<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0listened to their cracking and splitting<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0each blast more satisfying than the last<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

14 Kiel watched like he often does<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0sipping on a glass of whiskey and coke<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0He looks like he should be sitting at the Cannon<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0laughing with Tyson across the bar<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0like he often used to do<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Now he\u2019s just staring at the constellations of porcelain shards on the floor<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

15 \u201cYou know it\u2019s not right now,\u201d he says<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I nod<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201cBut it will be soon.\u00a0 And I don\u2019t want them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201cI doubt he will care about coffee cups when he\u2019s gone<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0but mother will, and we must think of her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I drop my head<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0This satisfying collection of coffee cup shards<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0will only live in my head<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

16 Tiny shards twinkle in the dust pan<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0catching the light<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0then losing it again<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0slide into the trash<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

17 The shards of the cups of<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the memories of the house of<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the wizard of the woods of<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the enchantress of the books of<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the story never told of<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the past that still holds of<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the curse that follows us all<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

18 Schissa<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

19 The vibrations from the people in the house<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0make the little cups click together<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Their tiny reverberations<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0sing of emptiness<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

20 Stars spill out of the cracks<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0in the coffee cup<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0as it sings of lost days<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0when it wished to be held<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

1 Cracks in the cup crawl through my brain \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0setting off sparks \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0electrical overloads \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I never can get this glued back together enough \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0to stop the sparks   2 Cups hold all of the universe \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0cradled galaxies \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0moons in orbit bumping the rim \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0stars spill…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":941,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136,441],"tags":[5968,587,2757,398,5866],"class_list":["post-131842","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-cups","tag-memory","tag-metaphor","tag-past","tag-twenty-little-poetry-projects"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/131842","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/941"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=131842"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/131842\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":131862,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/131842\/revisions\/131862"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=131842"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=131842"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=131842"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}