Thursday, May 2, 2013

A temple in the morning


In a cold morning, I walked the outside.

There was a cat.
I was going to take a photograph.

But, the cat ran away.

I came in front of a temple.

There was nobody.
But the carelessness is not possible.

Before, I came to a temple in the morning.
And I took a photograph.

The sliding door of the house in the site opened suddenly.
My eyes matched the woman dressed in pajamas.

She might come to be cautious every morning.

I came to avoid a temple in the morning.


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