The city tumbles and falls.
In a darkened room,
We stand transfixed
As the silhouettes of buildings collapse one by one,
Slowly giving way to a forest of trees
And verdant, lush greenery.
It’s oddly hypnotizing
To see everything that’s familiar
Disappear before your eyes.
And yet, there is a comfort in knowing
That nature will eventually take its course.
The labyrinthine halls
Echo with our laughter.
Drunk on the magic
Of exciting new places
And the sultry Midwestern night,
We are impervious to the troubles of the world.
Your eyes are alight,
As we linger on each work
And share our thoughts in a language
No one can decipher or understand.
© Chester Sakamoto