Carrie Magness Radna

Egg

Crack it open 
my mind 
my fears 
my hesitation 
mother fucker 
let it drip 
like golden yolk 
from a 
sunny-side-up egg 
my man 
loves it runny 
with Sriracha 
my mind’s  
still spicy 
& raunchy  
even when 
we are hands off 
we still talk 
sexy shit 
when we get tired 
sexy dreams 
make us touch all over 
I’m not a chicken 
my own eggs 
are drying up 
but the sexy girls 
in my head 
shine the lust light 
golden light 
I can come  
without touching 
are you jealous? 
I lift my legs  
20 times each 
to alleviate the pain 
of the back 
I don’t care Baby 
if you are now fatter 
compared when 
we first met 
we still love 
each other’s asses 
please don’t  
be a sleepy chicken 
crack it open 
our fears need  
to take a hike 
you already touched  
my heart light 
my heart pumps 
we go too deep 
white stuff 
oozing out 
wearing our fear  
frozen 
upon our faces 
but I want pleasure 
again & again 
let’s crack it 
& solve the problem  
of getting down 
& busy 
that’s why we don’t  
we are too busy 
& too fat 
& too fragile  
& too goddamned tired 
eggs are expensive  
& we are fried 
& we are stuck 
trying not to break open 
he loves his gizzum 
she thinks it’s disgusting 
don’t want it on her face 
no pearl necklace 
but egg whites are okay 
on her face 
needs more batteries 
for remote controls  
& vibrators 
sweating in bed 
feeling the change 
transforming  
but still ravenous 
for eggs

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