The golden goose

the golden goose
has laid its last

the egg implodes
albumen splashes;
squirts and slides

seductively, sensually
over the sticky
greedy fingers

a milky yellow yolk
an entanglement of
blood marbled on its surface

hits the ground
in an explosion of
vermillion and sadness

the golden goose
has laid its last
she lies dead, at your feet.