the kingfisher looks into our concrete cave with pity
Tag: monostich
i was reminded of a time when this body of mine was but a tool for overlords
somewhere above us a man vomits a child cries but the rain always sings
raises its voice over the rain kingfisher at dawn
a selfie as the poison spreads down river into the seas
over the parapet the river thick with death
the rain at dusk deals its darkest hand yet
a tourist stops me and politely asks for a photo i oblige quite happily halfway through ginko
echoes from the steel beams of bridge pigeons coo
after the ginko replaying the walk from memory
elancharan gunasekaran 