If The Cap Fits

IF THE CAP FITS

There are those who fly
Care of TWA
Without the coffee

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on November 21, 2019, in Poetry, Senryu and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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