tanka cluster

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 black history 

is

american history...

brush dripping with 

whitewash


for a while 

forgetting

this tanka music

searching my mind 

for what to spill 


the word

is 'Schadenfreude'...

for minutes 

staring at monmon's 

obituary on the wall 


pot of beans

soaking ...

outside in the dark

watching someone's doggie

pass by


this morning 

watching the way 

this 

hotel silence 

will slip away 



























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