sedoka clusters

-

 second 

cup of coffee

quite strong—

another

workshift spent 

without electricity 

.

down 

the street 

abandoned buildings

though 

aged and sagging

have a charm all their own

.

beyond

a rotting wooden fence

an old man

skin

dark as aged leather 

rolling up a cigarette

.

thought the morning's 2nd cup of coffee tasted bitter, nothing could erase the sweetness of this memory. he and i, meeting after all these yrs; in the darkness of a hotel...

kneeling 

before his tipsy form...

lust has never

been

as thick and flaming as 

last night when smelling him 

.

how cute

these summer kumquats

arranged on the shelf...

i remember

when monman would 

take us shopping for shoes

.

reading 

published senryu...

clang of the courtyard gate

someone 

heading somewhere 

i wish i could go 

 


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