If only you realized
what you do to me.

My yolk drips from
the ruined shell, and
evaporates in the sun.
All yellow to yellow.

As if the ovate would
smudge your lipstick,
and fill the cracks in-
between your ribs.

A sunflower smile.
A sunflower smile.
Fulvous and Stoic.
A crocus never cries.

Push me to the back,
'cause all the others
are intact, whoa, just
push me to the back.

And leave your lemon-
peels at the door, all
tawny from the souls.
Flaxen stains on the shoe.

A split libido.
A peeled banana.
With no-one to slip.
Makes me wanna laugh.

Love me nots in mounds,
until the nucleus is barren.
Oxeye's odds in hell.
I'll leave it up to chance.