2014年03月12日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 99th. week vol. 3

A flowers from an illusion, blooming the time has come, the fool says.
For a substitute of this spring, of the clown, coming off his nose, into the eye. Or, for a substitute of this spring, of the clown, coming off his nose, as a bud.
From this mortal coil, flowing and in high spirits, and her body jumping off. Or, from this mortal coil, flowing and in high spirits, only I can be.
To put down a stone for which being used to place the body in a coffin, at the funeral for my father. only I laugh.
Being plastered to, a toe getting wet with, having a taste of honey. Or, being plastered to, a toe getting wet with, honey on her leg.

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