Tag: tanka

purple scales drift off into the dream seas

morning scuffle mynahs tumble off the roof

left to my devices to reimagine the seasons

at dusk feet deep in cold fires

come autumn the world still burns

rain’s rhythm baby hands play the metal rail

storm dark under covers we regain our humanity

morning rain an end to the blazing night

for old times sake a sip of night’s indigo

where humans used to live family of spiders build a web of lies