TAKASHI MUTSUO'S EXPRESSION


Wave over the blowhards
 spring is almost here
viewing pictures of the beach
in  Tokyo's cafe mirror
        uncorking now empty bottles
by the winter's river running snow
usurping a celestial saki in a hunger
    for a sky glass in words
and you, Takashi Mutsuo
   with your silver lined expression
hand grips nature's observation
by the city slush
   on your  lost bicycle
cruising ,skidding
yet staying afloat.