I dropped my favorite cup today.
The one I use each day for tea.
It looked OK,
But now it's leaving
not yet pooling up.
But leaving footprints, nonetheless,
clear evidence of one thin crack
that will, as all cracks do,
I made this cup myself,
I sliced it from its cool damp pug.
I wedged it on the canvas, then,
I fought the wheel for it's existence.