Surface Tension

So fleet so fragile

happiness

transient as a paperclip

precariously at rest

on the meniscus of water

over a deep deep well

Poised perfectly still

meditating

on surface joys

the light, the warmth

the faces that care

yet fearing the snap will come

as science intended

to click through

the fine improbable film

and sink terminally to the bottom
where gravity holds all the cards
in the deep deep well