hedge funds...
leaving the canned goods out

#tanku

heading to work...
death smells of bergamot and myrrh

#tanku

piles of trash roadside...
the floating world still turns

#tanku

something about chartreuse...
brazen akebia this afternoon

#tanku

lying in bed, imprisoned in a darkness that despises me. the clock stares at me with red eyes.
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left the watch unwound. tomorrow i'll find some time to read Marilyn Chin or maybe a verse by Kimiko.
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attending a comedy show
thick dust over the furniture

#tanku

#zuihitsu

near a pool with black koi
vengeful spirit's reflection

#tanku

letter from a lover...
exhaust fumes darken the sky

#tanku

springtime fear...
the spider god ignores my prayer

#tanku

springtime fear...
the spider god ignores my prayer

#tanku

the morningstar's coldness
slowly making the coffee

#tanku

the morningstar's coldness
slowly making the coffee

#tanku

thin falling rain
finding her transness beautiful

#tanku

ap hayi in nomm blan...
leaving the clothes unfolded

#tanku

*hating a white man

distilled vodka...
peonies in the dark have no color

#tanku

everything dust --
the sullen child's look

#tanku