Friday, 1 September 2017

A contrasting renku with Su Wai Hlaing

thoughts 

like marbles under my pillow 

steal my sleep


though blinded by stars

the gift of sleep comes


winter nights

even the lice on my cat 

are awake


yet shooting stars streak

across the summer sky


my forehead 

sparks with sweat 

in summer nights


the chill wind blowing outside

rattles the icicles on my window


sun melting snow

beyond the curtains

as I dream of sleep

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