Haiku: The smell of fried eggs. 目玉焼きの匂い Fly at the window. 窓際の虫

 

The smell of fried eggs -- 

memories of a childhood

without red hot sauce.

The smell of fried eggs --

yellow pops as edges brown;

grease on the tile floor.

The smell of fried eggs --

piled in a heap helter-skelter

over hot white rice.

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Fly at the window.  窓際の虫

fly at the window --

what do your many eyes see?

a fractal freedom.

fly at the window --

no Toby Shandy for you;

buzz into silence.

fly at the window --

shredding all the white cobwebs;

Last laugh? Maybe not.