Outward, Inward

Contain,
Contain
You-see-through-glass
Bring the water to my lips again

The molecules are more focused in the glass
Than they are in the water
And the table has even more
And then there’s the floor

On the foundation rests the house
And that house sits on the ground
Which is as dense as the earth is wide
He pulls the molecules aside

Contain,
Contain
You-see-through-glass
Bring the water to my lips again

Loosely fitting pieces
Sit atop magma and rock
The ground sits on top of the shelf
And I sit on top of it all by myself

Oh, where does the earth rest?
And how does space sound?
Maybe the earth is a glass
To the beginning, alas!

Contain,
Contain
You-see-through-glass
Bring the water to my lips again

Contain,
Contain
“A glass can only spill
What it contains”

Aaron Weiss of mewithoutYou Quote

“We’re like children dressing in our parents’ clothes.”  in a song called: “A glass can only spill what it contains.”

I have been feeling like this lately; that my feeble attempts to be grown up leave me looking like a fool in clothes way too big for me.