Bleeding Heart

Day So Long

The Unknowable

Eggs

Corpse

Mystery

Time Melts

The Game

Godís Pearls
Too Short and Very Sweet
 

 

 

 

Eggs

An egg
I ate
An egg
I shed
An egg
Was a tumor
Within me dead
An egg
A life
A feast
An egg
Can create
A monstrous beast
A glimpse of the cosmos
Within an egg
A star
A beginning
Within it contained
Beauty and ugliness
An egg may hold
A new life within it
we may behold

May 5, 2006

 


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