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A Letter to my Oikos


As you mixed tomatoes in the rice

You gave the rulebook for adolescence

I spat in your face and larked unincited

“The world is a forest outside is dense”

 

“Your family is a haven don’t forget”

At fifteen my feet hit ignition

My soul a flame my heart unkempt

Blinding euphoria made a fission

 

And like tyke I tested the fire

You grabbed my wrists saying, “Do not go there”

But with resists I schemed to conspire

Dancing flames undressed my eyes to bare

 

As I struck seventeen years of age

I retreated from the massed battle

Back to the haven renting the cage

I took the mixer grasping the saddle

 

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