For Breakfast

In an eggshell, we
Float happily
Carbon blobs and protein
Cellular globs still gooey
But sustained vertically
By umbilical religiosity
Believing our own slime
To be much protected by
The thinnest veneer
Of calcified beauty
And ritual superiority
While inside we are slowly
Heated to edible
By the tyranny
Of commodity
And perfectly seasoned
For consumption
With perpetual positivity

-a.r.

IMG_1938Painting: Egg and Silver Spoon on a White Cloth by Julian Merrow-Smith

~ by April on February 19, 2015.

2 Responses to “For Breakfast”

  1. Wonderfully crafted and clever.

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