Tag: tanka

the ghastly groans of the joints I once knew

mindless fantasies playing in the background just another day in my mind

like toddlers we flounder in the sand hoping this day wouldn’t end

the last train arrives bodies in limbo still waiting for the end of the world

autumn clouds fill the void between glass towers

the morning after surrounded and trapped in by savage pigeons

the promise of stretched skin laid out to dry

I take my time with the glitter on your skin

a tale of two cinematic visions imploding in the dying light of dusk