Tuesday, November 8, 2011

i am a little teapot

my contents are on the edge of boiling
i hum softly- blending in with the sounds
the pressure builds too fast
and so loudly, without warning, i scream

there are no words
to take the place of the water
which has gotten so hot
that it changes form

i need a new form.


  1. I really love this! I feel like a teapot at times. You write so vividly Sherida! xo

  2. I really love that you love this, Caroline. I need to create something today!