Many Ways

I boil water on a gas stove everyday.
I've boiled it with my breath and a small
tent of burning sticks in a rock box.
I've boiled it in a microwave
and with the focused sunlight
reflected off of the crecent mirror.
I've boiled it with electricity
and with the marriage of two cold
chemicals that surge together and scald.
Every time, the pot boils and steams.
Each time, I make my tea.