crisis magnet

Crisis Magnet

She churns mail at midnight
grinds round the clock
swings from sugary sweet
to grating as a rock.
a woman in a man's world:
equating achievement
to non-stop adrenaline,
like a wild swinging pendulum.

She's quick silver on speed
a whirling dervish venting
volatile as jet fuel
frozen or thawing
conflicting and conflicted
her chaos self-inflicted

trampled bodies define her
fear is her tail-wind
volcanic ash her staple
fulfilment forever distant.