Short Herrings Poems

A dinner of red herrings
and pumpkin porridge-
A pudding of small birds
and sheeps head broth
or stewed sheep's trotters
So working
Class !...

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hey you

i'm not me
because 
... because
there was never a puppy
wagging a tail
instead
there were fishes
slippery red ones
herrings 
i think you know
that you kept feeding me
till i was sickened
on my darkest days
... that hurt 
being played on
like i was your spin toy
when all i wanted
is nothing from you now
it hurts being 
the ferris wheel of all
next to your merry-go-round

connie pachecho

2/7/2017...

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