Small Blue Thing

I am lost inside your pocket
Turning in your hand
You are perfectly reflected
Today I am a small blue thing
I am scattering like light
I am cool and smooth and curious, I never blink
Made of China, made of glass
Turning in your hand
I am lost against your fingers
I am perfectly round
I am turning in your hand
I am cold against your skin
I am cool and smooth and curious, I never blink
I am watching you

I am turning in your hand

With my knees against my mouth
Scattering like light
Today I am a small blue thing
I am cold against your skin
Scattering like light
I am thrown against the sky
I am lost inside your pocket
I am scattering like light
I am falling down the stairs
You are perfectly reflected
I am raining down in pieces
I am raining down in pieces
I am falling down the stairs
Scattering like light
Like a marble or an eye
Turning in your hand
Turning in your hand
Small blue thing

I am lost against your fingers
Scattering like light
I am thrown against the sky
I am skipping on the sidewalk
I am skipping on the sidewalk