i live in an eggshell

sometimes, if i'm careful, i can make a pinpoint

through the shell

and see the light.

i'm too big to fit through the hole, though,

and that's my tough luck.



inside my eggshell i am secure,

as long as i am careful not to move.

but i have no control over what happens from the outside.

i huddle there and worry that something i can not see

will bump into me



and when it does!

you wouldn't believe what happens in an eggshell then!

i get scrambled.

my brains run like bean soup into my veins, bursting them.

and my blood spatters up against the wall

worst of all.

a little bit of me seeps through cracks

and trickles away forever.



people who live in eggshells have only one alternative:

they can get hard boiled.