Every night
I sleep beside you
but wake up alone
It is futile
to chase you
from my waking mind
for you invade my dreams
Day slips by
when I forget your name
Time stands still
when I pine for you
Every day
I wake up alone
but sleep beside you
February, 2009 issue of Word Catalyst
A Room of My Own: Stock Ticker Tanka
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*Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words*, CCXCVI: "stock ticker "
a bruised girl’s hand
clutches a slice of bread
in pixels—
a stock ticker flashes past
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