Sunday, January 1, 2017

Kerri Shying R - # 175 - My Eggy ( New Years Day and six months)

My Eggy

We used to write bastard on the boiled eggs so we’d know
  this year that’s the resolution   that’s the change

here find the faces of the lost ones    who the bastards are
 that we’ve been writing up   down two decades

how simple it was to just go    you
 that  hard time scratching on the shell grit

compacted deep within    make us food   come now with
 softer days  make contact with the faces make

eradication   wipe off words  to favour
 eggless-ness   knowing what you know is

the furthest road to tread
 hide your faces still  the deed itself  be sure 

the thing it shows

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