Tokyo -

This is how it ended in Tokyo

Buildings rebuilt and billed to anyone dumb enough to be standing there

Thanksgiving day

Tossing, eating, wearing pigskin worn thin

Torn teethly like the scaredy cat sacred custom goes

Sweet chicken little eating lolli pox treats for turkey day

It’s salmonella city

Where we’re worn thin

Ordered to work in working order

Bashful red shame and bold blue bruising whitey

Hiding in houses looking like aching smiling faces

Comfortable forts we used to build with cushions and blankets

Matching a patched-up pair like us

Apparently, it’s a given, given culture and all

We will break things just to call them broken

We are stained by this compulsion to ruin and name it art.

(arthur to adults — «when you get caught between the moon and new york city…» (Christopher Kane?

)) architects ache so they build

Some subdivisions no matter how much pain or planning

No matter how much it matters

Some ugly houses sprout up in rows

Look like structures of sad accidents and broken happy plans.

we named the

clever chimp that picked up the first tool Adam.

we discovered we are really

mostly just water

We pretend about a past to justify right now

We tell countless lies to make it through each day

Keep on runnin' little bunny, keep on runnin'

All the Duracell sold during the super bowl

And my disease, such an easy disease contagious as a yawn

My Y chromosome