Broken glass shaped like a cup,
It cracks and it breaks till it’s had enough.
A scratched up knife with scars of rust,
Each appears as the knife learns to trust.
Glass panels as walls:
See through yet no one sees through all.
A door bolted shut, opens up wide,
A strange visitor crashes inside.
The delicate walls begin to shake,
Holding itself together: it doesn’t want to break.
The visi...
