M . N . O ' B r i e n
SHORES OF JAPAN
Kurosawa in Love
You hate bees and I love the flowers.
Honey, we can't have it all.
Self-annihilating demands,
bells tolling out thunder,
shattering themselves,
on decisions.
But we're doing alright,
that space is filled, and our chicken
will learn to hatch before the sun
rises over Japan.
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