egg

They write it on his head

     and suit from dimestore bought.

"egg"

he wasn't quite sure of what it meant but laughed,

and feigned amusement,

so as to be accepted.

he and They wandered parallel-ly

always there

but not

and life/he went on with "egg"

on his head.

he thought at first it could be some sort of hint

that he should try what they had tried

     so he took the drugs

          "to discover life"

unquote.       hollow.

"egg" remained.

and they said, "no, that's not it, try again."

he wasn't quite sure of what to do now.

They wouldn't hint.

so he laughed,

and feigned amusement.

parallel with them again he serched.

he thought that maybe it could mean that he should get some girl pregnant,

lay an egg,

and They laughed,

true amusement at his attempt at loveless love.

all sorts of eggs!

what could it be?

They: eggs for breakfast eggs for lunch eggs for sleep

         for pillows, talks, and quiet.

         nocturnal eggs and eggs never.

breaking

  bleeding

    cracking

      crawling

        dying

          living

            hurting

              healing

eggs.

They always had eggs, it seemed.

parallel

but/     and when They and he meet

an angle formed by the push of the ruler

curved like an egg to meet the other line

there it ended.

but in the other direction it happened.

"egg", written in big black letters

on his head and suit from dimestore bought

became alive

and started peeling off.

like a painful sunburn disappearing

leaving the white

the pure

the skin

beneath.

the egg was there

and cracked

opened

in days

months

years

lives

slowly

quickly

painfully

beautifully.

and He emerged.

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