It will be the bottom of the muddy , our summer night's rainy season and falling rain .
It bends like a pillar and it is like a
pier and it leaks rain water like a snake.
The scent of night sweats, sorry. Toothbrush of Iwakiko.
Blue mosquito nets
swell like frogs, and shoulder hair fights like Kanji.
Inside of this is my pale face.
Evening primrose to flow down to garbage