Gesticulate without Shame

Formula with no name
Telling me: you have done wrong
With your wild hands
Demanding attention
Reviewing the moment
During which you wanted, needed

There was an overflowing that might have been dammed
Mined for energy
Your hydroelectric heart leaked 
Frailty overcame your confident frontage road
Whereas the highway had been in the background

You came to the center line
Waving your arms
Unafraid of the traffic
Smiling at the chaos