Tanka Very Much
TANKA VERY MUCH
saw a bloody face
up in that leaf-bare old tree
a face no body
hatchet man at work must be
loud belch monster picks his teeth
look at that weird moon
like a pumpkin in the sky
black eyes nose and mouth
i laugh at the illusion
a pile of white seeds
halloween the spooks
i’m sad because it’s over
pumpkin sputters out
racing moon with angry clouds
“moo hah! who said it’s over?”
Dave Austin
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2014
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