time
all we know is time
we mark the days with the people in our lives
people we love
to make sense of
days
mistress of the m tower (or mistress m, as we call her)
lives in tokyo
this is mistress m’s apartment
the view from her apartment window
her hood
hanging out with m.
in tokyo
here, the dream king is not welcome
because the creatures of the night have no cause for sleep
much less
dreams
don’t blink
don’t sleep
caffeine break, anyone?
there is a certain pain associated with weddings
a heady mixture
of happiness, excitement, fear and a slight tinge of heartache
yes, heartache
do we see this massive journey that two people are embarking on?
this quest to prove to all mankind
that as human beings we do not live our lives
alone.
these are the visions i see
when i go to work
and during the return
home
the allure of height
oh how we seek for a room with a view,
a rooftop leading to the open sky
is it because it gives us a sense of illusory power
this little imaginary world in our heads
that we somehow own the lands that our eyes can behold?
a chandelier
at the oriental
the building next to us
no
the left of us
at night
standing beneath
the
sheltering
sky
thinking of you
thinking of you
thinking of
you