Foreign Haiku

Ah! the first counting
in this room
these shadows

how many insects?
sleep and rest?
a sign of malaria?

how many dogs look
at this bone
funnyly and dearly?

the rest is in snail
his likeness and unlikeness
now, in the twilight

a noise
breaking tortoise
even here?

may be the next
counting in the snow
is the rest of pan Africanization?.
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