poached eggs on toast

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/8kcmfi/remix_13/ https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/8kenqq/thoughts_and_prayers/

Your love, my vainglory.
I stole that love and pretended it was mine,
rolled it around in my hand,
tightened my fist around its shell,
until I heard a muffled splintering,
felt a lukewarm sliminess,
and the yolk dripped from between my fingers.