My Cup…#wwwblogs

The song tells me
it “runneth over”
though I reach
and find it empty
at my elbow
yet again

or I find but a drop
stingy
miserly
unable to quench
the smallest
thirst

It overflows
unwatched
disregarded
an abundant cup
in a lonely room

It stands
contradictory
without half
measures
until I remember

It is mine
and I will fill it
as I choose

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