Samurai

Ohayo!

in the profusion of
of red, white and pink fake flowers
winding in garlands that slope
to the groundlands

what need is there for the pale and shocking
pink ribbons?
and what of the blues

what were the colors of the masks that
glitter on the yellowed wall?
were there just three?

and the silence that screams
and prayers for us to be alone

will you lay in my arms tonight without the
colorful coverings on our faces?

061308
1:31 am