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Caught from that rich jade
Sea, you slice me thin, bearing
My raw abundance
Martin Mikelberg Dec 2017
sashimissingoldfish
the empty fishbowl in the Chinese restaurant aha another haiku
Faces. That’s all I could see.
All of them, lined in a row;
hungry eyes and hungrier mouths.

One stab and I was open,
two stabs and I was empty.
Soon naked–skinned.

The pain stopped, but it still hurt.
Placed ‘pon a plate.
All was a blur but I could see–

See the face consuming me.
Hungry eyes, stuffed mouth.

— The End —