The Thrill of Dropping Glass
Reading Martin Amis’ description of
childhood trauma reminds me that
everything is not everything to everyone
sometimes. Narrow thing, empathy. Is that
cruel? Wouldn’t say so, unless
you believe in Original Sin or
some such buy-and-sell expediency
to not own your fuckin’ mistakes.
He says while flipping coasters
at The Regent, making heads nor tails
of Deuchars, Unbeatable. Its hard,
to feel so much for so much.
Easier to describe
the thrill of dropping glass.
Gasp. Shatter. Silence.
That’s about right.