2022年09月14日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 522nd. week

Waiting for a sansuke the service staff of public bath, to feel cold after a bath, knowing the morning comes. Or, waiting for a sansuke the service staff of public bath, in the morning to feel cold after a bath, and buttocks.
As the leading actress, to know just for the occasion, wielding her whip on.
With tuberculosis, on a waste paper by her, blood in red.
In the meeting place for assignations, with cigar in her mouth, a girl with the smell of her armpits.
Just a typhoon it is, her loose hair fluttering with painful reluctance though, not to miss a chance to love she decides.

posted =oyo= : 08:10 | comment (0) | trackBack (0) | The Lion Sleeps Tonight