24 september 2021
Bull's-Eye
The divination.
A broom―
becomes a wager.
The penury
begets the rags.
How much you need?
Sweep the
courtyard. Tonight,
moon sleeps here.
I have come,
a long way to
meet my lost friend.
24 september 2021
The divination.
A broom―
becomes a wager.
The penury
begets the rags.
How much you need?
Sweep the
courtyard. Tonight,
moon sleeps here.
I have come,
a long way to
meet my lost friend.
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