in the gray-purple clouds a eternal flower with lips blue wind sending migratory birds flying in curves the birds over the sea in a half-moon sailboat looking ahead to the future looking ahead from it beneath the ship an orange waves flows into the flower garden of a loved one.
I was so hungry I'll go to the kitchen I took out bowl of rice to turn on the microwave I opened the door I had already put in Today forgetting to eat dinner I wrote a poem