touch me
encase me
put strong hands on my arms
squeeze me tightly
wrap me up
I’m foggy gas
without a container
escaping into the universe
dissipating
disappearing
I’m a fishbowl
full of water
in a car on rough terrain
sloshing around
water everywhere
keep me contained
keep me whole
it’s nagging discomfort
I’m close to tears
but I’ll be fine
Originally written on March 17, 2016.