(Taormina) (Sicilia 19)

I thought I would erupt myself
before I got here.
Never had I thought things could get so intense.
I couldn’t read the pressure gauge I kept allowing to turn up.
I couldn’t see how clearly necessary I needed to escape.
the steam doesn’t let off through a natural process
like vents through my pores
the relief of a coolant doesn’t just arrive like a cream to my face.
these things are required to be found.

and so
I think I found them.
the simple words I’m limited to in
any language for the simple things I’m limited to enjoy.
there are no others.
there is no other way to satisfaction.
Imagine the surprise when I wake
from now on! the passion the intensity, the lava flow of my life just waiting to burst in an eruption of joy!
had I known. had I known. oh what
simple gratitude I have for now.