mjj (flemmings) wrote,
mjj
flemmings

The weeks of summer are ineffably dull. I work. I eat dinner. I go for a walk. Maybe I read a little. I have a shower. I turn on the fan and go to bed. And then I do the same thing next day. Not quite as bad as Takuboku--
Working, working
But no joy in life.
Still staring emptily
at empty hands
--but close.
Tags: japan, rl_11, verse
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