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Eggs
I contemplate
On sorrow
On grief
On pain
I embrace them
They are close to me
Close to who I really am
I collapse under their weight
Rubble falls around me
I fight to hold it up
And the pieces break at my touch
And I am buried
I have often been stuck in the rubble of my own decisions
Who among us has avoided that calamity?
Pierced by the irons we heated in the fire
Gawking at the eggs we put all in one basket
White shells crunching under the feet of passersby
All I’ve ever known is emotion
All I know is emotion
Tonight I choose to allow it
Fluidity and grace
In accepting that which you cannot alter or arrange
It is the peace of waiting
For the inevitable change
