Kimmensity

Madness Is Knowing The Shape Of The Inside, Without A Key.

It Involved Chocolate

March 27, 2008

Treat me like a bird;
I birth eggs, like possibilities
unfolding to the sun.
Lilies.

Hand dipped, I believe,
with real gold.
Some people used to think
eating gold lengthened your life.

The sun, rising
strikes through the heart
of the dark.
Equinox,
a time of equality.

Chocolate eggs with different fillings-
peanut butter, butter cream, rum and mint
icing names that either froze in the winters blast
or slid off in the spring sun.

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