https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gammon_(insult)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colonel_Blimp
really get it on their face and
particularly on the chin.
egg on the crumbling dead façade
of man,
now a withering feathered dinosaur;
husked and musky.
all people alike will break fast,
where a scalped summit engenders
soldiers with the gooey insides
emerging s l o w and pahoehoe,
gold blood of the planet
in igneous swarms of dialectic convection
under the continental cranial crust,
as the minds' embers meld
white matter
into the yoke
thatbindsustogether
lest cooling magma turns to stone
in one final grave rotation
before total petrification.
stubborn... and hard boiled.
stuck in its form, the zones remain discontinuous
instead of flowing and srcamlbed
(which is clearly superior)
mixed and jumbled with a mongrel amalgam.
hell, throw some pepper and chilli on it
or at least let the colour run,
run away like a liquid take the shape of your container get into all the corners mobile and dynamic maybe even grow legs and escape the box maybe even develop maybe even evolve.
humpty dumpty grows old!
and the cra/cks start to show
and we mustn't forget,
that a rotten egg will float to the SURFACE
like a corpse, vacuous and full of hot air.
like a blimp, like a colon:
as the meningeal membranes recede, aging
flesh replaced by gas
and
Hark!
an egg only grows when fertilised
and the grey areas of self
that are cancer and parasite
will always hijack the native resources
"you unwanted growth"
"you tumour"
"you boil"
(we might say)
"...and where is my surgery?
...my warm compress?"
yes, yes, it is tempting, for sure,
but it's not always necessary to pull out the steak
knives, or the tempered, steely scalpels.
simply rejoice at the sizzling sound
of a subducting slab
of meat going under,
and into Earth's furnace
they can shout about it till they're rose in the face;
shout till their pendulous jowls are plum with constipation,
but the flabby hunks of flushed pork
move inexorably towards happy extinction.
in a shell, CaCO4 is synchronised by proteins
into a crystal lattice chrysalis
adorned by Protoporphyrin IX
like an alien king
the haem-like pigment
creating the illusion
of a pink and brown exterior
bulging and proud
but secretly, the skin is colourless
