Pamela

A heavy heart
pushing blood throughout this
body,
such a low boiling point--
rising,falling in regards to my ambient
temperament
Temperature?
Beautiful,but toxic..Spilled,but not
Just rolling away from you despite,to spite,
your efforts to contain me.
Can you read me?
Shake me down into cooler
numbers?
Use me as a guide or disregard me as a fluke?
Pin me down with your tongue,and I will
surely boil,rise
Bite me ,and I will make you
mad as a hatter
Trapped in glass with only dreams of
freedom,of havoc,I live a quiet,useful life.

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A Light in your Darkness...always there...and burning!!