For Keiko
Are we to remain a city of corpses
Fallen Angel?
you rise as Phoenix
bird of wonder
with bone white feathers
of ashy dead
clinging to skin
like words
that have found their home between lips
chant of Aepeopterix
of Pteradactyl
Cayonaeathupus
square area enough to journey
to
the
center
of
a
world
music
short prose
Kumamoto Castle
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buddhas
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quiet
loud