Before you died,
you told me to
stir the *** more-
to find a
collection of
spoons and constantly
stir away

what work, it is
to stand over a steaming,
boiling,
unpredictable
cauldron of hopes
and desires-
of possible failures and
heart breaks
and to continue to push the spoon
scrape the spoon against
the metal

if you don't stir
don't push
don't consistently
tend to soup
it will stay stuck
on the bottom.