nightscape
(for Steve)
in the distant darkness
an ocean crashes
against itself
it is silent
you stand & look at waves
as if they were a fatal dream reality
pity, charity or love of any kind
do not weigh heavy enough
to make a balance
with your impending sigh
I observe every detail
of your despair
& cannot do anything but
fall together with you
sentimentalists!
outdated emotionalists!
overrated romantics!
pure stupidity!
it doesn’t matter
whatever we are
wherever we fall
we will at least
be part of this humble & familiar
nightscape
–Yuko Otomo
Poetry