Tanka # 88 – Haiku # 430

Shaking bones…
poems in the moonlight
catching fire

~

Dust and shadows…
a butterfly fading
in the waves of the moon

~

In the heart of the night
who comes to find me?
With a deathly kiss
the light of the moon.

~

Ladder of silk strings
in the deathly hollow…
light of the moon

~

Biting the apple
of my heart…
light of the winter moon

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Fervent on her breast
I write my blood…
the breast of the moon

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Stab my heart
to a beating throb
samurai moon

~

In my hot cup of tea
steeping
the leaves of the moon

~

Who comes? Who goes?
gazing at the world
with the eye of the moon

~

A passing world
busy with nothing…
thin curve of the moon

~

Moon of silence
moon of shadows
and a poppy heart
drinking
the sad smile of your light

~

Impotent men
always parading
their fucking escapades

~

Pinned by the penis
with which they fuck…
impotent at heart

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