Above –
faint wisps of sky
with sleepy petrochemical clouds

Below –
mashes of cool saltwater
peppered with polluted brine

To my right –
concrete breakers and pine rows
in geometries of conformity

To my left –
motorists puffing cigarettes
as their engines chant petrol sutras

In this place
where fisheries
are now mass latrines
and container depots feed
hungry factories

Hope^TM rises
straight from the butt

Beg.: 1994 Tokyo     – T Newfields     Fin.: 2021 Yokohama
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