free fall (a haibun)

all you need to do is look. unravel the layers, like you would, an onion. first, the tears. then the translucence of emotions. silence. and slowly, laughter that curlicues around nothingness. spilling itself like gentle rain. until everything is awash. anew. like tomorrow that you see it today.

souls speak. they do. all you need to do is look.

laugh lines…
a crow tucks some meat
beneath its feet