A house on my body by Sergio Ortiz
There’s no possible hiding place here,
vanity or mirror.
It’s sharp translucent structure,
limpid and deserted.
A house on my body
of an uncomfortable rationalism,
broken Japanese harmony,
unfair and icy balance
no altars or flowers no photos
just a passing through and insomnia,
heritage and artifice.
A house on my body.
No one has been left here.
No children. No men. No ideas.
© 2016 Sergio Ortiz
Sergio A. Ortiz is the founding editor of Undertow Tanka Review. His collections of Tanka, For the Men to Come (2014), and From Life to Life (2014) were released by Amazon. He is a two time Pushcart nominee and a four time Best of the Web nominee.