Like a Cup

Sometimes I feel like a cup… cold and hot, feelings fill me up quickly and leave me even faster… I feel like a cup… empty and full, hot and cold, clean and dirty… I feel like a cup. Left and forgotten until someone needs a drink.

Have you watched the movie “Stealing Beauty”? Do you remember Lucy’s poem?

I wait
I wait so patiently
I’m as quiet as a cup
I hope you’ll come
and rattle me Quick!
Come wake me up.

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