I'm a captured tooth nerve
amalgam appeased
restrained in containment
by my keeper
then I can be a prisoner escaping the jail
free to do as I pleased
my warder has lost the keys of control  
on dark days
my fathoms swirl in murky mass
infused with blinding kelp
on good days
my porthole shows clearness
of eye
the glass reflects well
just to confuse
my ore's composition
is misunderstood
metamorphic
the translations
changing
minute by minute
hour by hour
these ones are buggers
my microscope
isn't good with it's definition
will I won't I
who knows
my borders are contested
being diplomatic
I make pacts and treaties
no monickers
the tried and tested
gentleman's agreement
that will do
my margins can be
thick or thin
comments fit it
usually they range
between insult and praise
depending on the mood
I often go to open cut mines
to find common minerals
useful on a daily basis
real effort is called for
when I delve into deep shafts
sometime gems are quarried
precious ones to behold

well enough said
a letter is to be written
dear meditative home
we're returning soon
p.s. if we're delayed after hours
leave the porch light on