Too lazy to make an omelette, I tossed the egg into smouldering fat and watched in grim fascination as its white blistered, then discoloured, around a broken yolk. Now, surveying that blind, unblinking eye, squealing like an injured mouse, I can’t help wondering if anyone deserves to die alone and in pain.

doctor’s advice
making plans to stop
making plans

—Previously published in Haibun Today (Volume 10, Number 3, September 2016); appears here by author’s permission

Bio: David J. Kelly