The One Who Loses It For The Team In The Egg Toss

I know that it's me,

my hands

opened just long enough

for me to

let myself neglect to close them.

The gaps

between my fingers let the

last of the

egg shell and yoke fall.

We won once. But,

we'd been

far enough apart to win, it

just when

our eyes met and we knew we

thought it

was about to be over and

to start. We

have to play again.

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