Hwoa

three little dogs and a bicycle journey
to the earthquake location. hwoa...
and a mixed conversation of foreign affairs
and a pathetic secret admirer. hwoa...

the world is round and around it we are stuck
in every silent moment. boom!

Hell yes, I'm sure I'm not the only one who were drunk
and floated in between awake
and sleep while murmuring
Thy magnificent name.

My oh my!