Death

days slowly passing-
the pain of every heartbeat
keeping me alive

raucous crows-
the carcass bears
silent witness

Poverty

broken shower tiles
a bare bulb hangs from a chain
in my one room flat

after last call-
neon signs
light my way home

Danger

sitting at the bar-
beautiful and dangerous
death in a red dress

mangrove trees-
crocodiles
come and go

House

an overgrown lawn-
ravens nest in the eaves of
what was once a home

rotting lumber-
vines climb
though the floor

Death

my blood in the sink-
I should be panicking but
I can’t feel the pain

tendrils of fog-
undisturbed by the hooves
of a pale horse

Kanashibari

awake in the dark
so transfixed by the vision
I can’t make a sound

the crickets silenced-
a specter looms
o’er my footboard

Strangers

sitting on the train
I look across the aisle and
see you as you were

hot city streets-
a stranger wears
my memories

Time

a rain-soaked highway-
the skeletal hand of fate
cuts another thread

trapped in amber-
mountains are as
grains of sand

Squirrel

one hapless squirrel-
suddenly half the city
plunged into darkness

pulling weeds-
squirrels drop acorns
on my head

Hiding

this fool’s mask I wear
hides the truth so no one sees
my deformity

moonless-
a dim glow
in the attic