Crack the egg, and there is nothing in it
to live in the world and leave only a name
to be pluperfect, doing the best you can
only gossip or not even, just gossip about gossip
overheard there might be overhearing
the rumors are true so please tell me the rumors
what happened will probably happen
the O could be a spiral seen from overhead
or a cone that meets you on your eyelash
everything was once what it could be
cast in the role of dice as they roll
bringing the beginning of the beginning
do you remember?
roll credits, tides, jellies and drums
the blinding noise, the deafening sight
I thought the kaleidoscope
and the microscope were yours
but now I think they’re mine
singular but multipurpose
irrelevant elephants
unnecessary magnets
illegible stars