Big Senryu Cluster 2

 my mind is a continuously rolling stone 

children painting eggs briefly revisiting my own childhood

moments alone i turn my phone face down i think and think

days continue nights continue my heart like something...

wanting a lover what is mosquito netting i often wonder

brightness on the water a man's shadow and his laughter 

turning into a snake's heart a bit of demon in all of us 

fragile hand thinking of monmon day before Mother's Day

in a hotel ac blowing high wondering what is beyond this 

today darkens i welcome the bit of evil nesting in my heart

cold fingers on my loneliness i entertain someone else's guy

collpasing under tiredness trudging home from my shift 

hearing a guilty verdict a stone statute shivers in my courtyard

wanting my lips to be pink thinking the devil ain't that bad

deprived of necessities Gaza citizens occupy a place in my heart

in secrecy my inner whore arriving with style and no shame 

holding loneliness in my arms anxiety medicine a brilliant white

former city cop: up and down sidewalk searching for something 

keeping silent inside he is all sorts of divisions 

totally naked something still obscuring your heart 

undressed and showering my mask lowers just a bit 

i love senryu give birth to senryu it blooms in my womb

something pagan: gentile in my taste irreverant in my ways 

walking near a man black hole of our insecurities 

on a flaming day laying to rest all other personas 

snake for a pet supposing im just a jealous being 

a liar's throat full of...leaving my bed unmade all day 

chipped teacup time inching near this workshift's end