Short Foie Poems

Foie Gras

i caught
what we
we're talking
about finding out

perhaps 
i was pate 
spread on cracker
pieces that fell into my

beard but
i heard what
i thought was an
open and shut case but

not my
place to say
hey i think i knew
this from before but not

knowing when
before was and so
turned and looked in a
mirror and saw somebody i

don't
even