Poem # 19

Start with  the perfect  omelette which  is made  with two eggs  not three.

Amateurs  often add ambrosia for density. This is a

mistake.  Let it  go hungry.  Tears for  food while  horses

taunt it, neighing “You read about  Taurus &  Gemini.  How they  

only came  here to leave  retrograde.  Neigh, us  neither.  Leave the

poetry to the pandas, the pandas to the poachers.  Neigh, call

us crazy we snorted  a fleck  of the  blue paint to  avoid

having to  listen. Neigh, come back  here you  glum schmuck &  crop us.

You can’t  make an  omelette  without  breaking a  few eggs.”