Boil And Drown
This day has been filled with kisses and awe,
Things I have witnessed from my place afar:
In the same room but I'm miles away,
I watch the couples who are blessed to be sane;
While they laugh and drink and smile and tease,
I stare like a magnifying glass; everyone, I read.
There are the young and the old, the bold and the dumb,
And I stand as a source of darkness and rage;
A pot left on the kitchen stove to boil over and burn.
So badly I wish to steal away a fighting woman;.
So badly I wish to grab a man and put my mouth between his legs:
So badly do I wish, that there are many things I am willing to risk--
All for the hope of going home at night with someone waiting to give me a kiss-
Even if one day they wait for me with handcuffs,
And I am put immediately under arrest--
At least I will have been able to love the one I gently undressed.
But for now, I sit and boil over in the heat of my own thirsty fire--
And no one can hear me screaming,
Due to the laughter, which drowns and surrounds me.