senryu group

bamboo forest growing sideways missing a shoe

death for treason: brilliant red of my lipstick

buying a new bra—Saturday will bring fresh bread

Lord Buddha's yellow flowers, man without fragrance

wishing for snow: won't someone buy me a Hacienda

children shouting an evening sun saunters across heaven

jostling houses: tired but they lean to the left a bit

holding the child's hand freshly manicured nails

scolding someone's child into the unseasonably warm day

tired of everything releasing my coin into noon-deep water

dying invalid: coolness of a stone wall

bottom of a burning sky someone opening a curious door

Sabbath Day—home from work the Torah grows cold

a pomegranate opens its mouth wrapped up in lust

crossing a dark road my doppelganger carrying cold water

old church road somone's dog and my shadow

bought a tiny mirror in need of job with more money

cold morning: unhappiness doesn't cost a thing

cost-of-living too high—living wage? more like a zombie

i don't have a proper Japanese name still not a flower