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I THOUGHT OF YOU

I thought of you when I put it into boiling water.

I thought of you.

Then when I boiled it to perfection I thought of you.

And then I cracked its head open with thoughts of you.

And when I stuck my soldier in I thought of you.

And then I scooped its creamy yolk with thoughts of you
and sucked its salty wet flesh through my teeth to thoughts of you……

…and then …

and then....

……and then I crushed it
like an eggshell………

………until I wasn't thinking of you anymore.

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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
The last line is a lyric from a Laurie Anderson song but I have forgotten which - sorry. A "soldier" in this context is made from a slice of buttered toast. The toast is cut up into thin slices narrow enough to fit into the gaping mouth of the soft boiled egg so you can get some yolk on it. It's delicious!
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Not Explicit Content

Comments

at first, I was worried about where this poem was headed, lol! good one! I've never tried it, but then I.m not real fond of eggs.

*hugs, Cat

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do think the need

you crashed him well
keep smashing all such ones like hell
your poem is doing well
I love eating eggs

The etcetera
is my raison d'etre.

dots before eyes - there's a surprise

colon - OK
semi colon - go to doctor

breve - OK
semi breve - go to doctor

Hi Lovedly = thanks for the inspiration - may be a new poem coming on - watch this space {}

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replied to Lovedly

author comment

Leave all poemy
to the ones who have a better muse
as you do
stay on as I fly far away
colon what
has nothing to rot
but composing poetry
have never forgot
since three times your decades
may be ur a poet
I'm POEYET

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