Where Japan Meets Milan

by Christos Polydorou

The sky,
it holds answers. Looking

at the
sky

one sees the sky
in one,

as well:
a shy

blue
thing. I

wanted
to join

the dots
and stars

between
art

and life
because

all
it would

have
taken

on
my part

is some
rearrangement. Just

a touch of
tidying up. I oblige

as generously
as I can,

as though
I am a man

from Japan
dressed

as if
he is exiting

Milan.
I oblige

as candidly
as I can

as if everything
depends

on sincerity,
because

it
does.

Authenticity.
Uniqueness!

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