Open the window
Banter barked thoughtlessly
Abruptly awoke
Metallic screaming begins
Noisy city blossoming


This one was written one morning as I woke up and heard the unforgiving sound of the rubbish collection truck outside our house and the guys loudly conversing and laughing over the sounds of refuse being emptied.

This was also my first tanka.

NaPoWriMo 2018 [5/30]

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