9.6.24

he considered on paper while riding into work on the bus

                                                                 it occurred to him as he showered
after breakfasting on three raw eggs he cracked directly into his mouth as he stood at the kitchen sink looking out  entertaining his backyard and garden and coop

a consideration of fried or scrambled eggs
                                               how they ever got there
fried
      their structure fixedset once and for all  hopelessly non-ever to be a chicken
scrambled
            their parts batteredbeaten shiftedround folded into one another  sheared transfixed obliterated
                                                                                                                  a whole something else unable to be concerned with the hopelessness of never being a chicken


he watched the lather from washing his hair sluice turnlazy down the drain

it hadnt been the eggs awareness that appealed to him
                                                          rather
their attractive elastic fluidity
                               their tasty aspect  the feel in his mouth  their slippingrelenting as he sucked chewed and swallowed
      
7AMish,  day-between-2-Ts,  31  3. 04
0847,  Sunday,  9  6. 24

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