If I die before you know

If I die before you know

When I am upset

or lost or just empty I eat eggs..boiled whites with pepper, one after another until I can’t feel my fingertips and the pile of yolks is as large as the hen who laid them.

When I dream

you are there with me but you are rarely you; you are a child. You are a dozen eggs. You break in my hands and all of you comes running out…over my wrists and onto the floor of the supermarket.