flying the coop 

I am no longer counting out my chickens
before they hatch remembering well when
I was spatchcocked on a table and
the ultrasound technicians basting me
couldn’t decide if I had twin yolks or
if my body was cooking up a hollow egg

they say you’ve got to break a few eggs
to make an omelette too late the batter
curdled so I spent a year split and spilling out
the weeping one in a dozen but
for all the walking I did I couldn’t
kick the eggshells out from underneath me

don’t wonder about who happened first
you can go ahead and put all the eggs
in my basket only I will not be carrying them
have you ever seen a hen without its chick
have you ever seen a chicken lose its head
or its heart?