Cadbury eggs are strewn about the living room
Crushed, melting
That odd, life-like center,
Creamy center,
Bleeding out,
Slowly crawling across the wood floor,
Seeping into unknown cracks.
And the light,
Is hitting it in places,
This moving, life-like mass,
And the crystals,
The white and yellow,
The sugars in the yolk,
Glint in the sunlight,
Next to shards of glass and bronze.
1 comment:
Happy Easter, the realistic version.
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