today you take some ornaments
from the colour of the shower of rains
oh the nocturnal race of my horses
after much brain-work the craftsmen who are very serious
has tied up the seeds of the wild-vegetable with the thread of a kite
so all the school-buses of the mermaids
are arranged on a steel-plate
that is very near to the domestic-wall
if the post-box does not catch to the chest after stretching its both palms
the draft of the flights would fall down from your sleep
have you also hidden the alternative of death
within the furnace of jeans
then the day-dates of reminiscence
is to be found out properly
in the pages of the chrysanthemum
it is no doubt
in the mean time
it is expected
the peacock-call should prove
there remains some wrong-signals
in the kiss of the quick-silver
