2013年02月13日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 43rd. week vol. 1

A garbage truck goes under cover of night and has left blood on the tracks. Or, a garbage truck, because of being mistaken for illness, has left blood on the tracks.
In the all nights long, her lonely sleeping only alone understanding or not, the cats pants under loads.
Her dog doesn't know, his tongue is thickly covered crimson with her pedicure.
In spite of her menopause, no time to get old, an woman is there.
Remembering that summer, drawing his pharos bigger than.

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