Experiment

Oil and water in a diet coke bottle

pretty droplets of red food coloring

bouncing through each other's viscous membrane.

Like my son and I we push against each other

But don't mix this morning.

He needs all of me and so do I.

He stirs and shakes and tries to meld me to him

But I resist, needing to melt in my own mind

A pretty power play that sits doing nothing in a bottle.