whispers of white lies
cling to the skirts of the dress
You bought it on sale
believing the flattery
of the dressing room mirror
this story you told.
Let the narrative dissolve
in its own good time.
2 thoughts on “Tanka 115, Shadorma 181”
I like the dialogue between the two poems as both are about veneers being removed to expose a harsh truth below.
I often find that when I write poems on the same day they reflect a certain mental geography. On this day you can see it was lying, or storytelling with a negative twist. I wonder now what prompted me to go this way on that day? I do not remember.
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