Rest House
I took a moment to breathe I had to steal it
I took the skeletal remains
into the air
conditioning where
36 people died
white kimonos burned like new year’s paper
I took a breath I stole a breath
I took a drink of ion supply
That’ll cure you That’ll cure your melancholy
the unending rhythm of walking the narrow path
that brings you to the house of translucent ants
and vines growing through the glass
I took my time walking around
the abandoned, blown out house
where the mushroom cloud climbed
to heaven reluctantly
blushing
Rest House [I needed to rest]
Rest House [I walk slowly]
Rest House [At low tide]
Rest House [I spent one winter]