Glitter

Glitter-filled water trickles steadily from a jagged edge of glass Singing a repetition of reminders That the world once protected by a glass dome is now exposed It was me, I did it I caused the unspeakable moment when it crashed and shattered— But I can’t remember how. The only thing I’m left with is a raw aching hopelessness The knowing that I’ll never find all the pieces Never fit it back together. The plopping of falling drops of glory And the glitter on my fingertips