A ball of electric shock
fills my solar plexus
anxiety knocks out my breath
my diaphragm crinkles
under the pressure
Nervous energy –
tap tap tap
Excitement tickles my belly
Shiny object
Shiny person
Shiny moment
Catch those fucking butterflies
in a net – take them to Mexico
where they can lie on the white-hot
sand under the white
hot sun and calm down a bit
Take the finger out of the levee.
Dig a series of canals.
Allow the power a place to go.
Root down into yourself and
expand from there – undulating
like the ocean where those
butterflies might still
be chillin’.