Egg
tapping lighting,
crack, crack
across your skull like an egg ready to mixed into cake batter.
crunch
gently as I can I open up your skull.
inside I see.
I see the truth of all your words...
the hidden meanings...
and the messages you want to relay.
now they are lucid and colorful,
spilling out from your mind into my own.
Beyond the black and white ink I see into you.
This poem is about:
Me