Hollowed out
scooped out
till bones
only show,
building
walls and beams
remnants of paint
covered with dust.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

Slid into heaven
Thanks to raven wings and bones
It is a dark room
Scattering of beads, thunder
I wake in the morn
poem written in Tanka form
Hollowed out
scooped out
till bones
only show,
building
walls and beams
remnants of paint
covered with dust.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina