Five Thoughts for Friday

1.

Unborn

Bankei says

nothing dies

my face is gaunt

2.

Wrinkles

are maps

I don't remember

why I furrowed my brow

3.

Sleep

was heavy

this morning,

how many crows

are in the elm tree?

4.

Unmapped

territory

a final breath

I don't know

5.

Where

in this body

is permanence?

5 crows

this morning