unbreaking the eggs
so many broken eggs these days
albumin streaming out
leaving yolk to float unsheathed
inside we don’t find paradise
no pastoral landscape humming along
no, it’s despair, powerlessness, resignation
I don’t know how to uncrook the hockey stick
how to bring George Floyd back to breath
how to put the virus back in the bat
how to unspark the fire that swallowed the homes
but it’s like the starfish
shard by shard of fragile shell
I place in my palm
doing something
I trust
to help
