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~Billow, Chimerical~

Gaze absently billow of the landry in the washing machine, fragments of memories start swirling in my mind Catch a fish with a bill swim with a web, lay an egg breast-feed a baby, a chimerical creature ~a platypus

~Paris~

The close sign is changed to open, rush to the bakery for a baquet. The steaming French bread is the flavor of Paris.

22nd June, 2010

Thin clouds overcast the morning sky, wear a hazy smile ~hydrangea

~Demure~

Follow the demure moon, come back home ~ midsummer night A stray cat watches cautiously a stranger in the demure moonlight.

21st June, 2010

High school students on a scool trip, cheerfully open a guidebook of Tokyo in a husle and busle of morning station Commuters go under sulky sky with sulky faces fix their eyes 5 meters ahead

~Chortle~

Wake up with the dawn chortle #6words Shower a miniature duchshund puppy with food, then you will get brobdingnagian miniature one. #artwiculate

19th June, 2010

At dusk birds hurry to the nests people hurry home in an hour "Kickoff"!! Children paly at water's edge a big wave comes splash, splash their chortle ricochet against the bule sky Forever young it's an illusion or do you want an antiseptic injection in the vascular ? Fresh in appearance its vascular is filled with antiseptic fluid ~a preserved flower

18th June, 2010

a butterfly flutters over passing cars, reach to the roadside park draw a breath

17th June, 2010

Tumble out of a packed train the crescent moon watches hanged on the firmament Lunch time in business district colorful parasols are floating in the stream of dark suit

16th June, 2010

A girl looks at the wall, a swallow is feeding babies in the nest A lame rover transmits signals to the firmament , stuck in the sand decaying #dedicate to Spirit Mars Using Vu Vu instrument in the studium is skullduggery of Kakistocracy . auditory nerve in dudgeon. Kakistocracy : state of hungriness, every thought is reined by empty stomach.

11th June, 2010

"Wassyoi, wassyoi (heave-ho, heave-ho)" children in festival costumes bring the summer Every morning and every night, I open a box. Smile, sign, giggles comes out of my mouth. the box is hanging with spider silk. Throw myself down on the bed, lambent warmth of a cat caresses my swollen feet

5th June, 2010

in a moonless night look for a tiny moon in the field ~ evening primrose