Some Relation

Disaster is relative
to calm and its discontents. 
Cousin calm, your shivering
insistences resist new strain
and would prefer to shatter
in the face of ongoing pain.
Cousin calm, you love
order and you give orders
in the name of a managed 
peace. Administrator calm,
your palms sweat with the
effort to remain palmed.
The ball slips your grip
and you lose yourself too.
Cousin calm, we are first
second third once and twice
removed. Your helm sits 
uncomfortably, sweltering 
your hairline forehead.