Tuesday, October 16, 2012

That One Time at the Restaurant

Rice wine times unwind
unravel really quickly
Shoji screens accidentally ignite
some guests laughing
many others crying
costumed servers frightened
chopsticks make good kindling
and do well puncturing
flesh or screens or dreams
shoes or pants lost somewhere
not quite streaking
but wearing little more than hair
glasses, earrings, or a chain
the owner praying you'll leave soon
and never come back again, thinking
"Nothing's gonna get out
those stains..."

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