the carton
of eggs,
like i see people do in
the store.
looking for the broken
ones.
but no.
i took it home,
sight unseen.
more were cracked
than uncracked.
the shells crumbled.
the yolk spilled.
the whites running.
i should have vetted
the carton
better.
you'd think i would have
learned these things
after the last
relationship.
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