All sorts of wild

I don’t know why
But every morning
When I am eating my eggs
They are dropping on the floor
Or jumping
From my mouth
With the purpose
I’m giving them.

I don’t know why
But every morning 
When I’m starting to read
My coffee is getting cold
And it is saying
Straight to my face:
“Social injustice –
This is what It Is”. 

I don’t know why
But every morning
A song is born in my heart
An ugly song
About ungroomed
Wondering ‘why’
Nice country girls,
Like Me.

I don’t know why
But every morning 
The planet is still sizzling
Towards Climate Collapse
It’s just a shame
That we are standing
In the middle
And thinking –
That’s NOT real.

I don’t know why
Stupid are never shy
Maybe because 
Every morning
Their eggs
Are jumping from their mouths 
Absolutely happy
In a delusion
That they are omelettes. 

I don’t know why
But every evening 
Women are telling their truths
On the internet
In hope
Being treated like a human beings
But men are too busy
With the politics
Or movies
About female anatomy.

I don’t know why
But every evening 
My anxiety is
Raising awareness
In a dead-eyed competition
With my brain
About a proper good night sleep
In years.
A sleep
That’s forcing us
To forget

How we all are enjoying
The crawling curiosity 

Between debts, deadlines
And social panics –
Endless good vibes of our reality.

I don’t know why
And who wants to know…
“Nevermind” is crushing
On my floor
Just like an egg.
You are absolutely right.

x x x 

Your turn, my friend… 😂✌️☕️

Next post – Book Review ‘Bitch Doctrine: essays for dissenting adults”, Laurie Penny


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33 Responses

  1. Have you thought about making French Toast?

    Very thoughtful poem with the questions so many are asking.

  2. It is not really fair to blame men for concentrating on the female anatomy and their and external sex organs as we are just searching for beauty.

  3. Tom Darby says:

    “Jump her bones,” he shouted, “Cook her biscuits and eat her gravy!”

  4. :/ It is a shame we’re heading towards climate collapse.

  5. A lot of fun, Ray. You might want to send those eggs to obedience school. 😀

  6. librepaley8 says:

    Ah, ‘Self delusion is one of the funniest things there is.’ Douglas Coupland.

  7. Sorryless says:


    Cracking a few shells whilst trying to figure out the meaning of life. You get exceedingly deep over breakfast, you know that?

    Good luck with your suicidal eggs. Bukowski would’ve loved this!

  8. kinkyacres says:

    Maybe, just move on to lunch! Climate change will be there when you are thru!

  9. Jina Bazzar says:

    Very thoughtful and provoking way to put the questions everyone should be asking…. and i can totally relate with the eggs and coffee injustice!

  10. Well done! I don’t know why either. And the poisoning of the planet has already caught up me – body is now poisoned too. And I’m still searching for real people but keep finding phantoms . . .

  11. Fiery says:

    Sneaking around your blog…I am pretty sure I have not read enough of you.

    This was hilarious but also deep social commentary woven in . Not an easy thing to do but you did it brilliantly.

    • Victoria Ray NB says:

      Sorry found you comment in the spam 🙂 cool if you found something that made you smile

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