Tankas by Dmitri Lipson
– MoonFlower
Beyond tree and moor
shadows bloom under the moon
yet they are drowning
choking in the gloom of sun
warmth killing everyone
– A Rainy Night
Snapping jungle city
the bullet went to her heart
It tore away dreams
glass shattered across the lane
whilst blood drips down concrete curbs
– Those Who Come Home
Shrieking radio;
I implore what do you hear?
For you see my eyes,
my eyes were taken from me.
A box is my only home
– We Play the Shadow
There was a candle
It showed her the night sky
promised to her
golden castles in the dark
The flame waltzed, and she was gone.
– Barbed Wire
The longer I look
the more the bushes scare me
they seem more hungry
fields for em, yet not enough
till we are but skeletons
