Tag: senryu

call from the void flies swarm the station lamp

the season crumbles between fingertips

found: dead moth’s corpse

i wonder if the rain fears the little one’s wrath

cradled in the in-between this frail body

eye of the storm car wash

our strange world a shadow of another

tired eyes deny the light

rusty gangway the drop into the deep blue

pass the skin colour test at the border maybe