I am Egg

This poem is very random. Well, not so random. I wrote it towards the end of last year. Its pretty self explanatory, but I hope you enjoy it! Its titled I am Egg.

I Am Egg

I'm egg and you break my spirits. Lower me down to a place where I can't get up. Its so far away, too far, four mile oven that bakes, breaks my shell and turns me white and yellow, full and rich. I would have been a chicken but I'm egg and you take me away from where I'm supposed to be. you light me up, and boil me. Turn me soft and powdery like yellow chalk for the tongue. I'm egg and you meant the world to me. Kept me safe from whatever is or was out there. Outside the shell of my being. I sit and wait around or an oval, shape, cone and cup and container containing my being. I'm egg and you changed the way I see the world. No longer optimistic but darker shades of blue that cover my eyes. cover your eyes because I'm about to go supernova... Nova... New... Egg... I'm egg and you scramble my mind like Thursday's breakfast. Eat me slowly. Consume my being until there's nothing left. I'm egg, and I can't let you go like the hen that laid me, the god that made me or the hell that raised me. This must sound crazy but I'll be pushing up daisies and sitting in gravy but I'm egg and, I miss you.


2012