Glass Dance

I filled up my glass
Was full nice and plenty 
I turned for one second
Now somehow it's empty 

At first I had thought
Someone's messing round with me
Then out of no where 
The glass it was shifting

It was sliding on by
Smooth down the counter
Picking up speed
The scraping got louder

Just before the edge
It stopped on the dime
I thought to myself
I'm losing my mind 

I fill it once more 
But I don't look away
The water disappeared 
Right in front of my face 

Shocked and astonished
From what I had seen 
I picked up the glass
Threw it into the sink

I solved the problem 
Yes so I had thought
Turned toward the counter 
It was back there on top 

This time full of water
So strange yes it was 
No matter what I do 
The glass does what it does 

Why this was happening 
I really don't know
It's almost as if
The glass has a mind of its own 

Now chilled to the bone
Very spooked to the core
The glass then went flying 
And smashed on the door

Shards scattered about
Water spilt everywhere
There's no denying 
I was certainly scared

But clean it I must 
The broom I'll go get
Got back to the kitchen
The glass it was fixed

Now it was empty
No sign of spilt water
This experience gave me
Feelings that bothered

Dumbfounded I'm staring 
As if caught in a trance
The glass then starts moving
As if caught in a dance 

So out it a hurry
I'll leave it all be
Maybe the glass 
Will dance right in the sink

By Troy Toney 
7-8-19
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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