An organic egg soars through the sky
Past the lined-up uniforms and their
Impregnable reflective neon that
Left an opening for this strike.
Jerry Afriyie looks ahead
While the missile is moving back.
Collision in three, two, one.
An organic egg explodes upon impact
On Jerry Afriyie’s left side
and the yolk
The yellow spoils of the organic golden age
Marks the spot of Jerry Afriyie’s beating heart.
Dutch pioneers settle stifled in their defective Stints
And keep quiet in December because innovation sells better in January.
But they do buy organic eggs.
Originally posted on The Titty.