2013年04月03日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 50th. week vol. 2

Be brought to light, at the trap cellar, a verbal promise they made. Or. be brought to light, at the abyss, a verbal promise they made.
On burning incense for the soul of the deceased, for the one of her clasp to come out, a lipstick mark is there I found.
On Sunday, a kotatsu have taken away, so make warm sake and drink. Or, On Sunday, damn it a kotatsu, so make warm sake and drink.
Using tissue papers, her navel dipped into wet, carelessness it's my.
On April Fool, my jackknife, to sharpen for.

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