Emotion

She wound emotion round and round

the stake of present times

and secured the ends to resolve

to prevent escape and leakage

out of two blue eyes.

She feels the twirl and whirl within

and so the walls are fortified,

the exits double bolted,

and she feeds detachment

in the hope of forcing speedy growth.

There’ll come a time o’er yonder hill

when freedom will be celebrated

and emotion will fall to ground

to finally be trodden on

and be as if it never was.

So she wonders why not let it go

but emotion far too meaningful

to end up in the dirt

and so the perimeter is electrified.

It may die for lack of air and care

but that’s alright, you know,

because then she’ll know at last

she’s joined the human race!