A city waking:
walking past a homeless man;
sky turns grey to pink;
a man and his son pass me;
coffee tempers lucid dreams.
Tanka 3: Calamity & Heartbreaking
Look at what you've done,
I thought that you were the one.
Instead you've hurt me:
you laugh when you see me bleed—
You are a calamity.
...
What calamity?
You've always known my nature.
Don't act innocent;
heartbreaking has always been
my true personality.
Tanka 2: Q & A
If I continue
to wait in the falling rain,
would you step outside
and join me even though you
too will get soaked to the bone?
...
If you continue
to wait in the falling rain,
I will step outside
and dance in the puddles that
embody all of our love.
Tanka 1
My father told me
to avoid you, for you were
a raiding vessel.
In fact, you are a dinghy,
small on I, the vast ocean.
