2013年04月03日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 50th. week vol. 1

Ophelia, couldn't get thee to a nunnery, became soil of carassius.
To vindicate her innocence, and tear off her ring finger, the rests are four. Or, to vindicate her innocence, after share a bed with, her ring finger, the rests are four.
In the wake of these tracks, I met the two of them.
A tongue under a tongue, your clouded in white, onto the palm of my hand.
The head for offering, for a display on my shield, as a Gorgon's.

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