Spam. But cultured spam
A haiku on dreams for oldestbeloved.
At night les murs tombent,
lux noxque, los palabras
van, and meaning remains
[At night, the walls fall
light and dark, words
leave and meaning remains]
Hm. I actually like this game.
On spring:
Down in the damp, dark
corners of the world, something
stirs and cleans anew.
On faith:
Once you know where to
put your feet, anyone can
walk into the air.
At night les murs tombent,
lux noxque, los palabras
van, and meaning remains
[At night, the walls fall
light and dark, words
leave and meaning remains]
Hm. I actually like this game.
On spring:
Down in the damp, dark
corners of the world, something
stirs and cleans anew.
On faith:
Once you know where to
put your feet, anyone can
walk into the air.