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cyberpunky city jungle

I am in the golden triangle

fighting off goons

but I'm not a ninja

sometimes, I do not

know if I'm

in Osaka or

Nagoya

or Burma

but wished when

I get old

I'm in Okinawa

we live in this

kind of heterotopia

in a kind of

third space,

but I am suspended

like in an ukiyo

dimensional place

calm ripples,

not a tsuboniwa

silent drift of living

just taking this

slow pace

in another sordid

place

of alternative space

Hanakotoba (An Ode To Subliminal Vases)

i like the planters

and the natural

growth in

these woodlands

but

the flowers

in our

foresty shadows

i never understood

what helps

perhaps in understanding

these phenomena

is to let the

drift of air

find its way

like a bird finding

its food