MY PICTURE – Because the phone rang suddenly the villagers were surprised. So does this mean that we must relocate. The village mayor panicked and removed his blue jacket. Yes, mother’s allowance chart was indeed correct. So long, blue village! The summer, again, chased after them like a river. The rooster with the red chapeau disembarked at a deserted station.
OCEAN ANGEL – The cradle rings loudly. A spray shoots up, as if stripping off feathers. I wait for the return of those who sleep. Music marks the bright hour. I try to protest, raising my voice. The waves come erase it from behind. I was abandoned in the ocean.
AFTERNOON – Raining like flower petals. Hit by a heavy weight, insects descend the tree shade. Gathering at the mast wall, trailing a faint breeze. Sounds are killed by the sun, the waves. My skeleton places white flowers upon it. Interrupted by thoughts, fish climb the cliff.
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