I really surprised to get up in this morning
I? He? She?
Linked with who of last night
Wash face, shave beard, trim hair, and looking
In the mirror, I see me, I see…
“Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful in the world?”
When a queen asked, was she embarrassed, discouraged, relieved, or have been ecstasy?
To kill the most beautiful someone in the world
Or that she can’t kill herself?
She couldn’t reflect herself, finally
Go to the garbage dump to dump the garbage
Sun wasn’t blue-orange, so I didn’t look up the sky
Sugilite's whisper struck my ear
Her song made ripples in the nearby Seno River
My shoulders were unloaded just a little bit…
Hunger is pleasant
Orderly silence
Making breakfast and eating it, bothersome
Beast is stirring inside me
Beasts don't always have an obvious form
8:00 am in JST (Japan Standard Time)
What should I do?
My fun is thinking about it
Have to en-grave on the uncoordinated clumps
Have to accept the gravity of the earth, stars, moon and sun
It's going to get hot today as well
- Author: Makoto Maruyama ( Offline)
- Published: July 12th, 2021 18:30
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 44
Comments1
a very interesting and fun, read
a slice of philosophical commentary
aside a big serving of cynical, whimsicality
with a topping of insightful poetry.. lol
thanks for sharing
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