short day
slithering to
dark night. time keeps pushing
every one to sleep six feet
under.
does it matter to anyone?
if you stay napping in
the dirt? short day.
long night.
CANADIAN STORIES, Vol. 12, No. 67, 2009.
Butterfly Dream: Lightning Flash Haiku by David Watts
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*English Original*
lightning flash
my whiskey
rippling
David Watts
*Chinese Translation (Traditional)*
閃電
我的威士忌酒杯
泛起漣漪
*Chinese Translation (Simplified)...
