EMERGING FROM THE EGG

It's almost seven a.m.

and I am walking outside

with three garbage bags

taking them to

the trash container.

Getting my mail

back in. Haven't

checked it in twelve

days. Haven't

been out in five

days. Like

breaking through an

egg-shell

from the inside,

but nothing

to imprint myself

but the morning mist.

27.08.2018