Poem: Unscrambled Egg

whack it over the edge,

hear the cracking,

watch a little dribble out,

bring it the above the pan,

open the shell further,

watch it drop onto the metal surface,

listen to it sizzle,

grab the spatula,

not in the fried egg mood.

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September 2020
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