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through the
battleground
run red rivulets to be
swallowed by whales
even the
beating
wind is hushed....winter geese
passing through this night
what a divine
wind,
my son, driving drunken piss
at the moon's fat face
coughing
blood
no matter....beyond the reeds
five notes of Ho-wo!*
*Japan: fabulous
mythical bird
dragonfly, today's
rain settles my child's body
eyes full of water
grand soliloquy....
from the marsh a blue heron
laments this hard life
with every
breath
the shakuhachi master
bends a blade of grass
you withdraw....
pursue your other passion
my rival the moon
shocking
pink
slant in the rain barrel
my mouth drips sunset
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