An eggs holds potential
Like nothing else
Whether boiled or scrambled
Or fried once deshelled
Or allowed to hatch
And live free for a while
Until fried and placed
In a box with a smile
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
An eggs holds potential
Like nothing else
Whether boiled or scrambled
Or fried once deshelled
Or allowed to hatch
And live free for a while
Until fried and placed
In a box with a smile