A pot is put out
Water to the rims
I can see the darkness
I can see the gemini.
Kitchen light is off.

Kitchen light goes on.
Gray hair,
Dubious history,
Greasy detail,
The light only causes the darkness to prevail.

The love of life
The love to eat
The pilot of rice
Enough to turn on the heat.

Heat takes over
When it comes
It makes the cold water rock
Rock ever so gently

Fire begins to bubble
Colors of Autumn
Know enough to beware the ides of March

Toil and rubble,
Burn baby burn,
In a cauldron of trouble.

Bubble some
Don't bubble too much
But don't stop your bubble
My sweet gemini.