as the fox...

as the fox

rules

the hen house

still

I feed

soup

as nature

is inherent

to do so

eggs

and chickens

alike

disappear

seemingly

in the irony

of competition

can't fault

the enemy

morally

when the results

so similar

so too

are the flocks

of fowl

gathered

and caged

feeding

on the lies

of contrast

in the separation

by design

it is not

the matter

of chicken

or the egg

simple discourse

acts only

as distraction

as

the fox

rules

the hen house