~About this look:
Shades beneath a bright light
looking forward stoically
in the presence of the night-
Her coffee black calls me near,
Phantom eyes with ghostly tears,
while Tokyo zombies drink warm beer-
Golden Week fades under a scarlet sky;
Marie and Pierre like true lovers die;
everlasting blossoms falling in a ceaseless sight.
(Go get a burger.)
(Go get a burger.)