Magic bubble

Just an ordinary morning
making coffee
washing my favorite cup

dab of dishwashing liquid
whoosh of small bubbles
escaping the tip
of the plastic bottle

nothing out of the ordinary
in bubbles rising, drifting
iridescent, carefree

except for the one
heading for the
outlet

where it stays
suspended in midair
between two plugs
rolling and turning
never drifting
as if some invisible force
some electromagnetic field
keeps it in place

I watch and watch
wondering

it seems
anything
but ordinary…

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