The thrill of looking at the menu
The choice could not be more clear
Chinese music wafts through the air
For the customers? Or to kill the girls' boredom?
The girl next door from Harbin
The industrial wasteland that drove her here
A welcome like no other
I am truly myself
Pale pink towels washed a thousand times
The shower rinses away the day's memory
Intimacy purchased can still be intimacy
Friendship can cross language and culture
The most beautiful words in the Japanese language
Aomuki Kudasai
The impossible touch
What was life before this place?
A precious gift comes within easy reach
But then becomes craved, needed
April is National Poetry Writing Month
(4/6)
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