to a white hammer
everything looks
like a black nail
in the summer heat
police batons swinging
NeverEnding Story, August 7, 2017
A Room of My Own: All the Feelings Tanka
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I was told
to hide all the feelings
once grown --
carrying this silver casket
I shed tears for her, and me
FYI: This could be read as a sequel to my tanka ...
