the wind is blowing <br />Tokyo’s winter confronts me <br /> <br />confounds me <br />pounds on me <br />though my long coat <br />though my drunkenness <br />through my loneliness <br /> <br />it is only a fool’s cry <br />from eternity <br />to maturity <br />a subject that I never truly understood <br /> <br />give me this dream <br />I have desired it <br />give me this desire <br />I have dreamed of it <br /> <br />drunken poetics <br />and the enclosing winter night of Tokyo<br /><br />Scott Shaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-winds-of-tokyo/
