One egg
And another
The same
Yet different.

One ivory
It starts
To crack
From inside
It shakes
When cracked
The edges
Are jagged
The bound
Is free
It lives
Now it
Is wet
It will
Be Dry
It rests.

The other
is blue
It will
not crack
of its
own accord
Fingers take
They break
The edges
Are smooth
The insides
Come out
It is
not alive
It's moist
It will
Not rest
'til it
finds its
way into
the carpet.

Nyperold