we tug at strings to remind overlords of our existence
Tag: senryu
autumn’s transformation akin to suffering
navigate quiet rocks to calm the soul
on grey waves she comes the birth of melancholy
autumn flowers sway in the winds to heal deep wounds
snails gather on the coast to sing for the broken boat
a rather stiff competition between bones and groans the silence shattered
after dawn we ignore the living and pleasure the dead
a psychic dropkick to unkind eyes
a manic cry from under the covers still here the monsoon
