Was that All
That's all it took to break
as he looked at it on the floor.
Just a drop.
He thought about it in his head,
before letting go-
imagining the impact and the scatter.
He just wondered what if
this precious thing in my hands-
valued-
something I'd be in trouble for before-
what if I just drop it?
But the real thing was much different
in the way that randomness can only provide
and he jumped anyways.
Porcelain darting and farthing away,
twinkling and skidding across the tile.
She jumped too
asking if he was alright-
how it slipped.
It just slipped out.
Well, that's all it needs.
And a smile,
and it's done.
He wonders why he never broke something before
and smiles back.
-Matthew Koutzun
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