Boundary

Like a hot metal bead sinking through butter

The sensation gets into my belly and sits there 

Heavy

Letting me know something has happened

The first thing I do is rest with it inside me

Watching the discomfort urging me to act

Say something

Alleviate this feeling

Take control

The next thing I do is consider the action

Impulse wants me to take

Have I said this before?

Have we been here before?

Have I already created the opportunity 

For you not to repeat what you have just done?

If the answer is yes, I do not speak

I save my breath and simply begin 

To move away