Japanese spring overlay


Gray film dousing
even the pink splashes
of patient sakura,
the stones defiling
the silence underfoot
to echo against the
stillness of spring,
collective memory
slipping once again
between trains come
to take these scenes
from this veil to
the next, from one
color palette to
another with only
patches of flaccid blue
to pull me forward.



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