I always wanted to go to Japan
It is the martial artist in me
The wind is blowing towards Tokyo
and it is carrying death with it.
Is it Godzilla?
Dust, dust, all is dust.
floating on the air
picked up in dust-devils
and thrown carelessly into the wind
The wind that is blowing towards Tokyo
Fukushima is the cost of technology
And it will happen again.
And we will let it.
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I Am Lizard, Who The Hell Are You?
Rage, confusion, love and hope, in order of prevalence. And some bad poems.
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I Am Lizard, Who The Hell Are You?
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