What She Was Keeping Bottled Up


But not too much

For they may want a ripple

And I see you

You are about to erupt

To spew

All the love you have been keeping

Held close to your center

In that quiet covert cavern

All concealed

Corked up

They want you to change

But not too much

And you know

It will be an eruption

That nothing that was

Is safe

That everything will be covered

Not with thin sparkling stream

But as if there were a fury fire

Falling from the heavens

Keep it slow

Ease them into

What will be a catastrophic blow

(When she decides to change

To let it all go

There will not be a trickle

But an explosion).