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i blame the corpus callosum
right hand palms bagel
left hand saws teeth back and forth
disaster follows
falling onion crumbs pile high
crooked gash proves me inept
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topics:
anatomy
,
mistakes
08
11 2009
by andy
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tanka
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Tanka #3
Which bagel to choose:
Plain, wheat, garlic, blueberry?
Indecision kills –
Some hand plucks the last onion,
Rue the one that got away.
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topics:
decisions
,
flavors
,
loss
19
09 2009
by andy
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Tanka #2
It’s done nothing wrong
(except for smelling strongly)
But is that worth death?
Hunger pangs growl
Barrabas!
Can I wash my knife of this?
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topics:
death
,
guilt
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punishment
,
religion
12
08 2009
by andy
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tanka
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Tanka #1
ears have heard no ding
nostrils have whiffed no onion
yet i know it’s time
kitchenward my clock takes me
i sense my bagel is done
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topics:
smells
,
sound
,
time
09
08 2009
by andy
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tanka
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