2023年09月06日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 612nd. week

Clattering sounds I hear, just only spinning the wheels, your wheelchair is.
The tragedy happens where, looking on with indifference, a crocodile creeps.
My newly-married wife, waiting for outside, I play oicho-kabu with.
At the abandoned station building, for the first train, with spirts of the dead.
On the bathtub, inflamed in red, an arches of foot there.

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