2016年06月08日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 216th. week

At a ticket gate, to cast a net. getting bycatch it is. Or, at a ticket gate, to cast a net. a bastard it is.
With a chopstick rest, before draining hot water, to amuse myself.
To trace out a figure-of-eight, to put side by side, two dry cells.
A cake of soap, a washbasin on a slant, underneath there. Or, a cake of soap, a washbasin made of lotus, underneath there.
Getting into my middle finger, just in an instant, to make it ripen.

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