Football Militants

Flags as large as ships’ sails
Waive to and fro in solidarity,
Billowing with pride.

The masses—
Whose fully erect arms
Are only an open palm away
From a formal Nazi salute—
Fill the flowing tapestry of banners
With air warmed by their impassioned voices
As they chant and sing
The acrid cries of war.

The Sneaker 外岩の詩

Damselflies flutter about
Among the green, broad leafs
Above the mountain stream,
Darting through the river rocks
That make a natural bridge
To the mountain boulder field,
Where stone goliaths lie in wait.

Halfway up The Sneaker,
My love fights to hang on
To nothing more than a pebble:

FANatic

They’ll mark the date in the calendar,

with the enthusiasm of an expectant father,

who’s dying to know what his baby looks like,

& can’t wait 6 months longer!

A month before the D date,

they’ll start advertising

their plans,

not to invite us silly,

but to reserve  the T.V. ,

oh damn!!