What sort of
Turing tape
machine
must this
puncher
of holes
erect..
to crack
the great,
unsolvable
enigma puzzle..
of The Egg.

It takes a gentle,
steady loving hand..
to slowly peel away
its outer shell.
Without inflicting
damage
on its sensitive
insides.
Until it’s free
from its captivity..
you may not
take a mighty bite.

But if you have
the virtuosity
to savor all its
pale and
yummy white..
You’ll find
the yolk of loving
it is easy..
and its burden
is light.