The pain was intense,
meant that I dropped the plate
that I was carrying
and it split into three large
and small dust pieces,
like the first split in the land mass
of Pangea, never again fitting.
I screamed but no one was there
in the virtual world
and nobody cared in mine,
silence after the final shattering
realisation that I am on my own,
as we all are
when we break the china plate.
Ian D. Hall 2016