looking for mirrors
we fall in love with that which reflects us
back to ourselves most beautifully
enraptured with our uniqueness
we become entangled
Japan is like that
in the exoticism & sweetness
of loving a mystery
we play at magic
we see ourselves as honored outsiders in the floating world
glorious intruders, glimmering explorers
so of course it's a tedious thing
to remove the webbing, a filament at a time
place the shining fibres aside
look into the mirror
squint hard to see ourselves
from another angle
in another light
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