Tanka VI

Tanka VI

Tamed night sate nigh lame,
savoring stack-boring tale,
nosy nimble flicked
across the lawn of grilled grits;
of nosy Nymph, cliffs and strays.
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Note: of tamed tale.

Published by Zuxiān

A sperm that was sown, Which for years has grown: Now, growing as a clone.

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