Small Blue Thing

Today I am a small blue thing Like a marble or an eye With my knees against my mouth I am perfectly round I am watching you I am cold against your skin You are perfectly reflected I am lost inside your pocket I am lost against your fingers I am falling down the stairs I am skipping on the sidewalk I am thrown against the sky I am raining down in pieces I am scattering like light Scattering like light Scattering like light Today I am a small blue thing Made of China, made of gla*s I am cool and smooth and curious, I never blink I am turning in your hand Turning in your hand I am cold against your skin You are perfectly reflected I am lost inside your pocket I am lost against your fingers I am falling down the stairs I am skipping on the sidewalk I am thrown against the sky I am raining down in pieces I am scattering like light Scattering like light Scattering like light Today I am a small blue thing Like a marble or an eye I am cool and smooth and curious, I never blink I am turning in your hand Turning in your hand Turning in your hand Small blue thing Turning in your hand Turning in your hand