Thursday, September 04, 2014

a night in Venus tanka sequence


a night in Venus


death is close
acquire the frilled wings 
of a winter moth
       and meet me 
       in Venus

let’s build a city 
with our hands 
on the narrow bed 
of our bodies
and turn off the lights

at dawn 
we can close our eyes
and count 
until the sun rises
before breaking it to pieces

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