a mother’s hum drowns out the sound of rain
Tag: tanka
almost noon the tug of cold currents
cracks in the subconscious bleed walls
in the eternal stillness a leaf shudders
sleep takes over and we forget the way of flesh
before you sleep pray tell me the worth of bones
the autumn fly brings news a fresh wave of rain
in the absence of dreams the rain flees
sway raised hands to the last ember in the sky
left to burn out in a quiet tree cavity lit cigarette