They say it's better to stay inside when sick...
That's why I'm always inside...
カフカフカフ・・・・・・・・・・・・・
They say it's better to stay inside when sick...
That's why I'm always inside...
カフカフカフ・・・・・・・・・・・・・
Sunny day ~
wearing spring mask
midwinter.
Postyearend ~
in the waking rain
snow lefto’ers.

Hiding
’mong the changing leaves ~
anarchist stump.

1 day walking home from the store I spied a pumpkin-colored rock sitting where no one else would find it in a plot o’ dirt by the highway. I picked it up with the intention o’ taking it home; but as I lifted it I turned it o’er & saw on its brown underbelly the bone-white words, “HE DIED FOR YOU”.

I turned it back o’er & left it where I found it so that other close explorers in the area might discover its arcane secret.
Autumn maples ~
available
for a limited time.

Rust-skied Saturday ~
flat gainst the tarmac
green pop bottle.
Summer’s end ~
the smell o’ dead grass;
the mower growls.
Hothaze sky ~
black birds hold parade
calling fall…