Boiling Over
Oh lapses in stupidity explode!
Anger comes to full boil rolling
out my kettle of brains
spilling around my feet while
words turn into jets of steam!
And all I should have done,
(could have done so easily),
was move the caldron off the burner.
And the heated contents
would soon return
to room temperature.
But now I wipe up the mess.
Scrape burned words
off the stovetop.
Scrub the pot and wait
for lingering scents of singed shouts
and smoky angered deeds
to come clean.
Gregory Zeorlin 11/16/2009 7:48am
(c) 2009 Gregory Zeorlin / Zeorlin Designs
