a dark night
Dark night
Deserted Village
Neem birds digit, and the sound of wind.
In response to organized life, I am sleepless.
Wearing a dew drop leaf down the noise,
I slowed down and stopped.
I think, on this night
The calculation of how much of the sanctuary.
Through devotion to gain wealth
The prospect of growing order.
The biggest prison on earth,
His pursuit of the big house