Through it, we see the world,
lens of our disintegrating vision.
Clean, its transparency bares
odorless, untouchable truths.
It reveals only what stained
light shines through.
We throw rocks at it, testing
its shatterproof promises.
Weighted, it holds down our letters
and receipts. Hot, we shape it
into vessels to carry our endless
wants, shapely and refillable.