tanka set
sudden thought
"what happened
to moman's
leopard-print jacket..."
what a queer thing
/
on a whim
jumping up
to run down
this hotel hallway
for no reason
/
wondering
if i should write my tanka
in three lines for a few days...
/
three-lined tanka...
thinking of Takuboku and
wondering what he'd be doing right now
/
poetically bored today
taking another quick walk
outside in this godless heat
/
sometimes i want wings
just like that Tinkerbell chick...
'chick' such a disrespectful word
/
at a hamburger stand
locking eyes with a stranger
his girlfriend's piercing scowl
/
afternoon—
lately there's been this numbness
that won't take a hike
/
a man quite obsessed—
with the bending of willow trees
an untold story
/
in this climate
no belief in 'happily after ever...'
ordering a Caesar salad
/
took off my glasses
blinked for a moment and again
i am simply a 'he'
/
organizing office papers
brief thought of Sharon Tate...
does anyone still weep for her
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