Pressure Cooker Poem by Arthur Weil

Pressure Cooker



I am in the pressure cooker of life
Can you please turn the flame down
I am cooking
Ready to blow up
Assignments, conflicts
Work, family, friends; do this, do that
I simply want to escape this stew
Turn it off!
Lift up the lid
Let me breathe
Please!

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