If I'm honest with you
I have always been more of a spatula
The universal leveler
quietly smoothing things over
silently scraping the bowl
for every last streak and drop
Left with layers of grit
granules of gone
to sit coated
until cleansed
I am learning to be more eggbeater
The loud click and clack
the rat-a-tat-tat
spinning rotations
exultant exclamations
leaving a trail of foam in my wake
That cold metallic
skinny dip
slide into sticky egg white slip
I won't just stir the pot
I will transform the tranquil
Into frenzied froth
Bubbling yellow bowl
All splatter
And spit
All clack
And click
I am tired of folding things
Into myself
one teaspoon at a time
I want to
cause chaos
gears winding
whisks whirling
body twirling
All froth
and crank
hand-held
slap and spank
I want to hit the bottom of the bowl
and recoil
rotary and gears
music to my ears
I am done with flat
with combing curves
scraping bottom
of empty things
I am ready for waves
and overflow
Create my own
undertow
Just let me go
All whir and whiz
All clack and fizz
Screw even keel
Watch me spin my wheel
I'll level with you:
I could never really get things straight anyhow.
By: Rachel Dorfan