Unwatched Pot

A simple young child,

it’s time to add spice

and season, until

the heart is of ice.

Crank up the pressure,

the heat to the max,

intensity building,

and now to relax.

Lid tight on the pot,

let simmer and stew.

But how long to sit?

Well that’s up to you.

Your absence essential,

for everyone knows

a watched pot won’t boil,

or so we’ll suppose.

And upon your return,

not the child you seek,

but a young life wasted

by your cooking technique.

#poetry