Yoko Danno – II

After 

 

 

 

In legend

the mountain

walks into the sea

in a single night –

 

in truth

humans relay tons

of impure woods, soil and stones

 

in secret

until all are buried

underwater

unnoticed –

 

a couple of lustful

gods do the rest,

standing on

 

Heavenly Floating Bridge

 

churning the muddy seawater,

the brine trickling

from

Jeweled Spear

 

into the sea –

 

they dump

garbage

with

lots of

bottles

plastics

computers

crushed cans

shattered glass

broken chairs, bird

cages, bloodstained toys

debris of blasted skyscrapers

contaminated with radioactivity,

 

the celestial wastes

hail, rain, snow

subsidized

to solidify the shaking

shapeless land,

 

and call it

 

Dream Island –

sea swallows

in need of

home

choose it

as their colony,

 

wings fatally

deformed

by a lethal breeze

the feathered tribe

lulled into sleep

at starry night

off their guard

cloistered

in the concrete

 

man-made thick walls