Egg Wash

Oh how wonderful will it feel
To egg wash you
To hold that capsule of lifesaving fluid
Gently in my palm
And to hurl it
Miniature rugbyball-like
Through the air
Slow motion
To see it splinter on your temple
Full force
Erupting and
Spewing eggwash
All over your arrogant
Smirking face
A face desperate for an eggwash
Begging to be wiped clean
Of its fatuous self-indulgence
The egg warming in my palm
Slides on sweat
Now, it must be
I take aim
And release

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3 Responses to Egg Wash

  1. Alex Cale says:

    Hi there –
    My name is Alex and I just had a quick question about your blog. Please email me back at your earliest convenience!

  2. bloggingdame says:

    Hi Alex, I also blog over at, please feel free to email me at with any queries you have – thanks.

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