Sunday 3 March 2013
It's like
The water boiling, the pan rattling
The gas fire egging them on
The steam uttering short angry
syllables
Driving the pressure home
The droplets hitting the tensing metal
Singing a rattlesnake's song
And so we're boiling, spitting and trembling
Each in their pot, separate pans
On and on and on
-T
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