2025年07月16日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 679th. week

The alarm, wanted to be lifted, on our bottom of the fifth inning.
On gazing upward to, its condition pinched in, like a lattice tower.
Of the famous store, a pole for noren, broken the day it is.
An aftershock isn't it, no making broken down, our hiyayakko.
Of barium, only taste remembering, and going home.

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