In a Time of Water Glasses and Water

Elan Morgan

It's painful to be present,
to resist metaphor,
to say this is only a moment of thirst;
this is not an avatar of any other lack;
I am robbed of nothing,
not because I am owed nothing,
but because I own nothing.
I am whole here,
and thirsty,
and this speaks to nothing.
I will get a water glass,
and I will fill it with water,
and I will be glad to have it,
and I will feel healed,
as if this water were mine and for me
simply because my throat asked for it,
and it was here,
because I could.
This is only a moment of thirst,
but you’d think salvation rested in my cup —
you’d think I had gathered this salvation for myself,
borne rightful truth to bear —
but this is only a moment of thirst
in a time of water glasses and water,
and this speaks to nothing.