masses: the cosmic egg

painting by marlene vine (, poem by roy herndon smith

the cosmic egg (1911)

the core delusion is
that I am here
and you are there
―jenny offill

children chase chickens
there, in the coruscating
egg, while, here, we sit

they raise a squawking
ruckus; we cluck quietly
sometimes, one of them

crows; we, brooding in
our fluffy humility
never, ever crow