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JAPANESE SHORT FORMS MIXED
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Haiku what a match -
both ask why
the other has not married
fat burners -
burning a hole
in my bank account
i say kiss goodbye
and notice the lipstick
on the mouthpiece
to the death chamber
a swarm of ants pull at
a still moving cockroach
water fountain
the sprinkles trailS
against the wind
scattered rain
driving from a storm
into bright sunshine
pissing at
his own face
pissing into river
summer heat...
all day on the beach
for that tan of the year
helping him
with his infedility problem
slicing it off
at the deaf centre
my own sign language
that works
seventh lunar month
roadside flickering candles
sowing ghosts the way
pounding rice
to exciting chirps
winnowing
after the tide
the waves
play a different tuneat
the pachinko
the tiny balls
rattling off boredom
first japanese summer
such heat, such mind
drowsing heat, i even fear
to sleep for fear
i may not rise again
i saw her cry
at the window the second morn
dad was buried -
sghing and panting
the clock chimed for his breakfast
his boks spick and span
his aura shines from them
transmiting his love to me
his admiration
for my neatness
