senryu group (world of azaleas)

 in a world of azaleas, my next prolonged scream 

after evening concerts, lonely drinking at a bar

in murky waters, next 50 years of human devastation 

wanting frenzied dancing at Studio54, sweating bodies 

dead elephants, somewhere puddles freeze and people thaw

remnants of a train, no kids of my own 

recycled themes in my poems, a harsh laughter 


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