Fluid one

Less frequently solid

What form did they ask of you today?

Breathing down your neck

Collecting condensation tears 

Their booming voices

Set waves crashing 

In the pools by your eyes

Scalding geyser

See her sins erupt 

Frigid ice sculpture

How they’ve chipped her away

Sealing her off,

Lest she evaporates into nothing

You water woman

Exist in all of your states

And do not dive into that cup

Which they mean to contain you in