swallowed up tanka sequence



swallowed up


I get quite angry
and scream: go hang yourself
from a tree,
people of dying memories
my wounds you shall not witness

treachery abounds
in a vulnerable tyranny
beauty and truth
lay in cinders
death is now their nest

tomorrow
I will rise like an icon
caught
in the breast
of the beast

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