post-a-poem, april sixteen

you are geothermal
to me
buried deep in my ground...
you are looped into my system,
circulating raw heat and energy
round and round...

(even when the air is cold...
you
bring
me
warm)

you maximize my pressure points...
you give me structure,
you give me form.

we waste no energy,
you and i...
you are the BTU to my PSI.

the prompt at readwritepoem was to use
jargon...terminology you use every day...
and this is what i do...i work in kitchens & bathrooms,
plumbing and heating...i loved this prompt.