Tag: tanka

in measured breaths we survive this summer night

dark before dawn counting the steps to oblivion

swear fealty to the designs of your pale flesh

dim the moonlight the clouds stutter and struggle to rain

more names for the disease as the pleasure grows

once upon a summer chicken nuggets consumed per written word

a gentle reminder that not all muses live forever

a conversation with shadows across the fire

sometimes the need for progeny overrides common sense

holding the lamplight in this conversation between mynahs