Bacon Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bacon

On side-walk walked twins
Twins talked with colleague
Twins were two in one
Her hat and pants’ ribbon:
“She is police.”
Clumsy all over and her size”
“So petite, also weak.”

In my mind a police looks hero
Gentle and caring and strong
She must have had divorced
All of them…and colleague.

They? Police? What is this?
I questioned before laugh.

“Can you say of smell …? ”
Young boy asked:
“If two cars, both police run into accident, on fire? ”

As always, unaware, I listened:
“They smell like bacon, ” he said and: “they are pigs.”