DARS
Why are you
happy? I can hear
you Ask, or rather
I can't but I imagine
you would except
you Think I'm Happy
Anyway
and you don't know the half of it.
That's My fault, not
yours, so don't Worry.
I just don't tell you things.
Nothing to Worry about.
Ever had DARS chocolate?
Little tray of Cardboard
slides out of bitter Box.
I first had them from a Vending Machine
outside tokyo, in a bus station's
Concrete Face of smooth-poured Gray
and little silver Coins
clanged Delivery of
DARS.
Tastes like japan to me.
Tastes like Secrecy and
Smoke and Storm drains
like mazes under Streets.
Tastes like the Pinprick Stars
that are really Satellites
blinking past the
Gray Gray night-sky clouds.
Tastes like chocolate too.
Just Chocolate, no, chocolate
(no Capitals Here).
I eat eight and
tuck the box away.
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wow. *thinking* i really
wow. *thinking* i really love this. i was kind of confused during the first stanza because there seemed to be a lot of "you think, i am"s, if you know what I mean? but in a way, it adds to the confusion of the meaning of the words themselves, so I kind of liked it.
i like chocolate. ^__^ and from the second stanza on you are usagi again, clear with lots of imagery, gorgeous, sad, but not so confused. kind of like you're finding yourself, even if it's in a japanese bus stop eating chocolate.
basically, after all of that rambling, i like it. it's kind of a different style from the way you normally write.
well done! :]
This has to be one of my
This has to be one of my favourite things
I've ever read, really.
It's phenomenal.
I especially love the
third stanza.