senryu cluster
lettuce on counter
won't you tell me
anything i want to hear...
.
sweet corn
and the taste
of departure
.
with sliced apples
honey
and my discontent
.
at my best...
i ignore a whining
dog
.
Cold War...
blushing slightly
when you look at me
.
medieval churches exorcising this angst from humanity
.
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