I wrapped my hands around it
Broke the seal
And saw the ascending pile
Flattened where the lid had pushed it down
Slumping flaccidly into the jar
And was excited for a moment
Seeing something I had not before

It was only a moment
A short burst of joy spurting out
Before the sudden disgust
That that is all it takes to excite me so

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