tanka cluster

Sertraline keeps my mood 

buoyant 

my anxiety at a distance—

still more and more guests 

slightly irritate me 

--

this heatless day 

the coolness

brings with it 

a taste

of hope 

--

of warm walls 

and shadowed corners 

most folks 

walk their hesitant 

sideway-walk 

--

heatless day 

when the sun goes down 

a coolness

that prognosticates 

the coming of winter 

--

into the mouth 

of a twilight wind 

walking 

the parameter 

of this hotel 

--

in the west 

mackarel colored sunset 

diabetic-me enjoying 

Bluebell Cookies'n Cream 

Ice Cream

--

long overdue 

for

a shopping spree...

a man's black truck with 

a fresh polish

--

winter 

will arrive dramatically and in style

i will be wrapped up 

in throws 

against hungry heaters

--

tonight's breeze 

nibbled 

on

my exposed skin 

while i took my walk 

--

this 'meh' me

scribbling down tanka 

trying to be 

clever and poignant—

often i despise self

--

cheap cerulean fabric

put up over white walls 

the room 

appears to be airy 

bright spot in a dreary life 

--

purchased an oriental shoji...

over wine 

you tell me 

the various types 

of sake

--

unsure 

of what's in the air

how long 

has it been since i was able 

to locate myself 

--

will i 

move through life 

celibacy my belt 

and no lover 

my shoes

--

there is something wonderful 

about rain...

a gray sky overhead

i 

and this cigarette

--